sliced

 

we watch red petals on a couch fall
pistils are blood cells raw opened
falling on white linen watching 
grey from wear and tears
our bangles shatter shy shiver
eating opened figs red 
               S
                                       LICED

knifed you one loaf for eight 
near and far you are my star
crazed or tranquil polishing brass
oceans with oil spills rush ship hull
fish dying as gills ooze dna flying 
king then peasant or poet, know it !

weaving words regret and regress
how you escape depths, mate of slate
where Persephone eats ocean peaches
the fish are tuna, mackerel and yellowtail 
sailors break their bread on rope deck
I watch enthralled from hoping shore

shore and red petals merge with urge
blood cells bright as fire roaring 
slaves washing linen at river snoring
tears from stratus clouds dropping bangles 
figs fat, ready for pudding angles
we will slice it with your sailor’s knife

g o 
      BB
            LE
                      IT
                               UP __________

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