Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Winter Teeth

blinking is bark, soil, earth's excrement.
mouthing my knuckles fills the lungs.
rain turns it's windmill through the clouds:
clouds broken and jagged, black hives.
my nipples, buds, trapped neatly to root.
my toes find the ends of the Earth, dangle.
the soft stuck mouth of my sex closes
so that nothing new can grow, be born there.
my trunk twists and trundles in it's sleep.
rain climbs the stairs backward, i am
bone cold, blue lipped, tight fisted:
for something grows where i do not desire.
something births with the miserable freeze
where the rest of life has gone still:
i am not what you want me to be.
i refuse to grow this thing.


the birds leave worms across my face.
this is their final offering.

night: where the trees are men in hoods.
houses miles away. the thrum of wet wings,
to east. the wind the hiss of snake. my mind
devoured. fertilized with your easy sperm:
take this and this and this. now again.
i blush nicely with axe in mouth.
the soil fills my sex, my skin tells me i am mad.
there is no reason for this wildness in such comforts.
only that my spirit is a naked thing in the mud.
i move without you in this Winter ecstasy

i am my own, she hers, you take your offering.
what you fuck or feel: i refuse to grow that thing.
Elizabeth said...

scary and powerful

Amanda Joy said...

I've missed your words!
"the soft stuck mouth of my sex closes
so that nothing new can grow, be born there.
my trunk twists and trundles in it's sleep."
All so taut.. all pulled so close!
brilliant!

A.Joy

NightSwimmer said...

So visceral.

jennifer said...

so vivid maggie

Allison the Meep said...

Wow - your poems evoke such powerful imagery. Amazing.

just making my way said...

"my toes find the ends of the Earth, dangle."

Love that line. Love the whole.

Susan Erickson said...

It feels like the dark of winter is stalking you. Very potent. Very dark.

Lacey said...

Wow. This took my breath away. <3

Evangeline said...

Very powerful. Brilliant.

Really, just wow.

Terresa said...

Oh, the imagery! Yeow!!

mosey along said...

Your poems blow me around like the wind and the rain in your last post.

Court said...

Oh. So beautiful. YOu blow me away every time!

Phoenix said...

This one made my heart grieve for you.

::hugs:: and be safe, Maggie May.

Jenny from the cellblock said...

Oh baby!

Yes.

Damn fine.

I shiver.

Wow.

SSWS said...

I was interested before, but this one impressed me.

Annie said...

I've read through, trying to understand all, in the imagery. It is a poem to ponder, and to enjoy, despite its ominous tone, for the power and beauty of your stark words.

shana linda ~ pretty pretty said...

maggie,

visceral and gorgeous

nanette

Woman in a Window said...

You
are such a visceral
power.
fuck.
i love your words.
they grow as tree.
tropism.
they do.
xo
erin

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