ONCE AN ISLAND
I. Postulations of self-fulfilling prophecies of hide-and-seek disorders
once an island, always an island? some old spinster baking bread and. growing tomatoes in her shack in the mountains:
lost in her own dialect.
only the spiders and cobwebs crawl and hang over her death--
what darkness and hermitage haunt you, woman.
you have constructed
this house. each and. every. detail:
each stone in each wall.
each lock on each door.
every barb.
every beware.
you bark.
like a dog. trained: to kill.
you chase. even the most persistent. resilient. valiant. away.
you. are. untouchable.
and you wear it like a crown.
your dying is your living: limb by limb. follicle. by. follicle.
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II. Bonfires of labels and diagnoses
but you can be convinced: woman. of the otherwise; the Overworld:
where there is no fear of the meat that grows on the triumph-- fat with juices;
and where the roses never wilt.
where the fragile and the delicate can be weak yet beautiful.
where a man: will only-- tell you the truth.
no more drifting, my weeping islet--
your tides will have a country--
let's hook, your-- wandering island.
and:
reel You. In.
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