Varnish My Feathers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
when underneath the tent of some indifferent river you want to forget about truces...

Submitted: July 14, 2008

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Varnish My Feathers

to the enemy
i shall yield
the trapezes,
the tibia and the fibula
along with all their consolation,
and finally
adorn
the bars of the lion gates,
and
on the balconies
hang
the
distributed debris
of my smoked coffins
of my swallowed serpents.

underneath the tent of
some indifferent river
i shall forget about truces.

i shall look into your eyes
and intone in mixteca,
or any variation of nahuatl,
how much it's damaged me
to position you away from me
how very little i've eaten;
this new geography of my intact pillow
like a continent yet to acquire form;
these exhausted constellations
scrambled without scruples
in the sparkles of my eyes,
in the coagulations of my tears.

build yourself a braid with my tightropes.

kidnap all my forgiveness
with your luck of escapist.


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