I put you in Iraq Liquid mercury quivering In your red palm I pick you up with tweezers Drop you in a beehive I put you on the toilet I steal away with your hearing I give you back to your father the suicide I crawl into your marsupial pouch Eat the best parts of you Chase you like a shadow through the burning city I undress you a thousand years beyond naked I bring your bones with me to work I tattoo my secret name On your breath I order you inside my body Make you look at what's left of yourself From my left eye
April 10, 2008 at 10:08pmDemosRating: 4.9Hits: 1650
Genre: Arts (Poetry)Type: CreativeTags: marsupial, Iraq, mercury, toilet, burning