(introductions are made)
I needed her
her smallest bones
to make needles
her curtsy killed her
She was swollen up
aglow
a rotten white paradise of sunlight
Upside down
in churned-up black soil
a dew-laden moon-maze garden
It betrayed
floral flirting
an aggravation of calm
and there was
Me so noble
and I needed
her so swollen
her smallest bones.
(now familiar, he expands at leisure)
Her gasping pride
her station staring
mouthing silent Latin family
Mottoes from a dusty crest
tarsals under bend sinister
Black-flecked rusted ripe her lips
and a properly proportioned bustle
Brave and dimpled strength
her supine law
my fingers must separate
Me so noble
and I needed
her so swollen
her smallest bones.
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