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The Eclectic Pen - In Utero Across the Sky

By: Eva L. (wearetrees)   + 37 more  
Date Submitted: 6/2/2008
Last Updated: 11/30/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 186

Double estrangement –
I wind the clock with my little finger, once twice
twenty-six years, mamachka!
Can you stand it? Does it make your ribs taut beneath the skin?
To hear the same chime of longing,
that coiled worm in my throat
its little glass bead body
voice a crowded chasm yawning,
suspended in space
like no particular bird.
I’ve been here before,
Both with you and without –
lusting after the distant sun,
bowing to your heavy moon

Double estrangement,
Once when I was born,
Rolled out of the womb to the drumming of wasps
Crashing at the window
In protest.
Bones smooth like river rocks
figs, thyme
Tapestries for eyes
random holes and hornets’ nests
Pock marks on the skin that surrounds them –
Lets them breathe
Long enough to starve hunger

Then again,
The midwife to my heart
Gripped the heels and spun the skulking
Bits of moss and slime
out of my hide
My hips
My lips
swallow, burn, crack like such simple fruit.
Who is this ghost,
this gambler?
Strangling the fish’s wish
honing his skill to be
submissive to the deep
to the caves
to the waves.
I have seen the sound, let it fall like sand through fingers
Poised like thorns, proud peasants to the stem
I am alive, you see
embalmed in your sadness.

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ericjasongastelum - 6/4/2008 12:40 PM ET
... you haunt me
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