Wednesday, January 20, 2010

BEFORE I SLEEP.


How could you have not perceived it?

The woman turned around to the speaking ocean-


Her eyes painted emeralds in the sky.
Eyelashes reaching out to limbo.

Without speaking the woman pulled away in the moment,
soaked in oceans of illusions.

Soaked in water that dripped voices that spoke no more.

THE FEMALE ZOO