19 July 2007

the oracle

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poison
toys in the attic
eggs in my innards
'make me a baby'
she shouts from her other room
i laugh . eyehook elsa entry
rocking chair empty
like mind . needs empty

'make me into something wonderful'
she sighs . knows
the window is dirty
we sip lemonade in silence
my skin feels hot
notice her silver
through haze of coco butter

i tell her of the butterfly
she says 'let her go'
somehow i already know the answers
but i've been sick with thoughts
now dissipated by deep wise eyes
concentrate on keeping the peace
breathing . eating . sleeping
you have great work to do . do i?

i tell her about dad
she is concerned
i fetch tweezers as she digs
in the herbs and oils
the sun comes out behind a cloud
glass sweating . boys yelling on bikes
she wraps it in brown paper
hands to me with cracked fingers
i look at her arm . she pauses

i tell her where i'm at
she tells me where she's at
we fuse . long look
i step out into a breeze
nod to mischief
alive . anew

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