Torture
I.
bubble
on a pin tip
the face
taken off
turned inside-out
put back on
a child-
like figure
sucking powdered light
from a lightbulb
you could be
my mother
sweeping dust
from the brainstem
a beetle wing
swimming in the corner
of an eye
II.
lipspressedtothebottomofthejarsayingsomethingthatsoundslikefanaticfanaticfanatic
donottouchthatthisistheendoftherainbowpurplemountainsmajestyallyoucangivehas
beentakenandfashionedintoanewgodmadewrongofthealleywrongofthehallwaynerve
III.
if you bring the wrists’
puckered holes together
let them kiss
the veins will reach
touch
tie a knot
of their own devices |