strawberries cherries & an angel's kiss in spring

[ [ misinterpreting a taste ] ]
date: Sept. 15, 2002
time: 2:14 pm

with
the disposition/ of a dragon-fly
she
hovers under the electronic sky
melting into visions
of grass in the distance
and
cold yellow photographs
of rose organs/
with the quiet precision of
an exacto knife/
she pulls away at the skin of
flower guts/
and
holds them like treasures
between thin recycled pages of
a taped-up/journal.
these
are her hands -
the papery planes
folds and bends at knuckles/
and smoothed palms.
(as under brush - is acrylic, wet).
her hands - for the touching
of
petal's supple tongues
and to drink from
the milk of sticky clouds/
it melts between her teeth.
& with
the disposition/ of a dragon-fly
she
buzzes for the fresh breaths
of pre-fall exhausted sweat
and digital excommunications
where she will cut her throat on
a shoulder
and save the red in a box,
left-overs -
for the post-lustful supper/

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