Woke up dry and fractured.
All moisture seeped out
Body and breasts and belly
are a bay or a river bed dried up.
Crackling with dead fish
and clams that are too afraid to open their mouths.
Patience in the mouth of a barnacle.
Body emptied of tensile strength.
A flattened out hierarchy of discomfort
awkward like a pachyderm in a party dress.
ooh this reminds me of this poem
ReplyDeletehttp://www.waystationone.com/2011/06/upstream-without-water-wings.html
the contrast of flow and dryness