I sit on the end of the bed;
I touch my head for hairpins.
I touch my head for hairpins.
The moon reaches wide
through the venetian blind,
through the venetian blind,
pans-and-scans nipples and
fingers,
pins held in my teeth.
pins held in my teeth.
Pennine shadows graffiti your
face,
placing secret acronyms.
placing secret acronyms.
I hum after the same rainbow's
end ―
I know you pretend not to watch,
I know you pretend not to watch,
not to notice the approaching
storm,
nothing but the single pair of socks.
nothing but the single pair of socks.
tk/April 2013
Thank you R.A.D. Stainforth for this beautiful read.
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| Monhegan's Schoolteacher, 2004, by Jamie Wyeth |
