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Self Portrait Dedicated To Leon Trotsky Contest

SELF PORTRAIT DEDICATED TO LEON TROTSKY (by Frida Kahlo)

                                                         Lover, 
                                                 If you dare the Truth
                                                                    
 find the Heart of
          Frida 
Whip the whiteness 
from the curtain on the left

                                            Out spill my genteel manners 
                                                              Generations  bred--
                                                        My true self,
                                                       Tears through the
                                                Silky Latin-shaded skin-- 

                                                I, the restless lioness 

                                                            Mauling 
                                                      Devouring you
                                                     With undiluted joy
                                                
                                              you, my unsuspecting lover
                                                 bold power makes you
                                                            savory
                                             I save your genitals 'til last—
                                           which your frantic friends will find
                                                                 gently hanging 
                                                              in a fragrant flowering tree--
                                             Piquant dessert to be relished ere 
                                                           I sink into
                                                                     a gentle
                                                                  velvet sleep.

If your courage rages  
     seek my Soul
Loosen the line
     of artistic perfection
        on the right
                                                           Like a Hydra
                                                              Blazing
                                             my Soul will come a-screaming
                                           with a shriek to free generations of
                                              long dead and servile sisters
                                                     from their graves
                                                       Together, we will
                                                      Lick the poisons
                                                        from your soul
                                                    Force rancid politics
                                                       to fly like bees
                                              into the eyes of your enemies

                                                           Allowing you
                                                 My Darling of Magnificence
                                                                 a
                                                         single night
                                                        of peaceful rest.


 Aug 12 2013

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