tinsel finds mother
Just watch as the tinsel finds mother’s ears
The gold plastic ribbons begin to grow round her fingers and neck
She pulls them closer slurping up the tinsel like ink
Slipping around in her mouth and down inside of her
I want to save this caring creature, this velvet cradle
I hiss I twitch but never do I
touch mother
·
Her visible skin is outlined and carved
By the wind she’s seen and self inflicted
What can I do for her? A deserved lover
Possessed with an unselfish beauty
I cannot rescue her with my tapered spine
Mother’s spine is thick and strong, it is shining
Illuminating the room with reflected gold flecks
With lightning
·
I close my eyes because it hurts to look
Brain waves by the hundreds
I rub my head because I know her aches
Though her back is strong I can hear it breaking
Nowhere to go. Fumbling darkness
gold turned red through these thick lids.
·
She squirms and spins
Tongue tacked to the top of her mouth
Shhhh mother
The potentials are endless but your gasp is leather
·
I wish to bathe you
But these strands are immune to tap water
Don’t trust this mind’s stream. Embody
Love thrust through
Pure water seeps through bubbling plaster
We are surrounded but not empty
The water holds mother but does not penetrate her
Let go. Mother let’s go.
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