Saturday, July 16, 2011

Untameness



"She fears I’ve grown too wild
to be kept indoors..."





"so just this once
I let her scald the feathers
from my body, anoint me,
wrap me in gauze."





" ...but while she sleeps
I will forage 
for dying things,
sprout slim bones from my spine
that will arch into wings."


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