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Orpheus With Breasts

May 24, 2012

I want to burn in the  fire

walk on the  shivering wire

push against the blade with my neck

so I may rest   my head

on your plate

I will be the bird in the bush

a noisy target for your bow

as you gently, then urgently 

cut and saw  these strings

that won’t break

and the strings  will plait what the bird could not hymn

as ants pry his eyes wide open

as he hides in the curling leaves

shy

as stone.

 

Do we understand  each other?

 

 

( some recent drawings)

 

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. May 24, 2012 6:35 pm

    Beautiful Work, Emotional Sensual, Confident, Energized and Provocative.

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