Wednesday 21 October 2015

HAVE YOUR LIFE SUNG A CAPPELLA BY COWARDS


you had been so submissive     a feather in the hand of others
in mine you were a sought after egg     a colony of ribs
soft hair
upon the hair of hair
this first that is boasted     you had several     almost exclusively beginnings
virginities
lining up

to overtake virginities
                                                                        the weekend
rhodonite and plastic                                       it's fine with your dad
                                                                        and your mother too
for you i write vaults upon vaults


and see you break open at dawn
                                                              because snoring unto itself
will not expand you                                 because snoring unto itself
will not strengthen you beyond shame         or hold you
from holding back