Accretion (poem)

ACCRETION

I.

so the fat drips.

the stalagmite:
horror of accretion. conical elevation

inserts a dominance.
lovely.

my two mamas will meet.
in the Fallopian corridor. one mother, the
conception. one mother, the virgin..

(God and my mother,
stole my tongue. God and my mother,
replaced it with a new one)

first lap of the white lard.
shift in my sleeves and
thumb.

the marrow will return.

II.

with its incision. and
emaciation.

cells. immaculate.
indivisible.

until the stalactite ceases.
and the fat

completes the migration.
viscera to dissolution.

wave, mothers.
dominance of the marrow.

my favorite friend.