CYNTHIA(MY CANVAS)

commas;
leaps at me
begging vacantly

a tear of
salt...

ants marching
my dark night’s
insomnia

on the compost heap
aimlessly ajar;

lipstick stubs
rows of dusky tomatoes;
someone's blood-

her face
like needles
on broken sunlight

denied minutes old--
small wooly head
rodent red fried!

teddy bear nursing
 empty body--
 half knitted lemon drop sweater.

eyelids
spill like bees;
as cholesterol

shut up-
like a pocket watch...

how far away the world--!

lizards hang from light fixtures
sister--
like breasts
which cannot swell
our curdling tongues--

~ for my sister...denied(our rebirth)!