The taste of beer tripping
on his breath and lips
Was intoxicating enough.
My nostrils swooned and
My eyelids drooped.
I put my face to his chest and breathed.
I slid into his iris and danced there.
It was comfortable.
In his bed.
We fell into each other.
And our bodies fit together
We rolled through the night;
This place became familiar and bitter.

I don't miss you, but I am sorry.
You're a week weeping willow with no spine.
I have grown strong roots and am nourished naturally by love.
You are a sick remembrance of a hurting past I no longer seek.

And even without my current gardener,
I now have the tools to withstand a storm.
While you would only topple and grapple at my limbs,
Bringing me down to your own weakness.
Yet, it pains me to ask this of you,
Leave me be in my happiness.

Dear Little Ana,
Her mother is dead.
She hallucinates her
Walking around the head
of her bed.

Dear Little Ana,
Hated her father.
That is why
She poisoned his water.

Dear Little Ana,
has no one to love her,
only her sisters
& mute grandmother.

Clenched jaw.
Tense body.
I am chained to a dream
That travels into my memory.

The ashes in the closet
They speak to me in a child's voice
Innocent and silvery voice.
They are calling me to listen.

Listen to her story.
The rush of greys grab
My hears from her tales.
And my body tightens.

Not only am I bound,
But so is the metallic voice
In the closet that begs
Through joyful salutations.

My bowels ache and visage
Will cringe with pain.
Set me free!
My body will not budge.

Tighter and tighter wound
Is the web shining web
Cast in the same chain
As her ashes in the closet.

Still glowing is the silver light
Upon my bedroom table.
It begs me to follow and To free.

Knots and fakes and bellyaches.
I feel like I am acting.
Let me take away my mask,
and let you see me crying.

Who am I?
But who are you?
Two in the same but different.
I was choked and you were stroked.
While choking could have served you.

Take this leash from 'round my neck,
And let me tie you rightly.
I hold your fear and cry your tears,
While you go dancing nightly.

Calm the skies and rolling seas,
As I bite back my tears.
I'll rest here on my broken knees,
And serve your wish for years.