Tuesday, March 18, 2008


The mirror stood there
as she mingled with her hair
reading words from a red book
hair dripping white water

The mirror stood there
as she painted stars on her forehead
marking X marks a spot
MarXist marks a star
The mirror just stood there
she writes manuscripts on her left leg
red wine all over her white dress
stains of red filled the air
the mirror remains stood
she dances past a white room 
leaving her book
leaving herself behind 
scent of red catching her mind
she is on a hide.
the mirror just stood there.

marking her movement a constant reflection of reds and whites.
text by the female zoo