By Maria K Jimmy
When will your hands release her
From the stench of your sin
From the abyss of hatred you wear on your sleeve.
You reach out for what you want
At the meeting of her thighs
The golden warmth in her eyes
From the ingots of gold stacked away in secret niches inside of her.
You beckon her to yourself
Like dirt beckons a swarm of swines to itself.
You taste the succulence of her lips
And you say to yourself
She's just a tender and gentle being
A drop of the morning sunshine
Easy to prey upon
Easy to break into shards of fine glass.
And she smiles - a wrong, plastic grin.
Watch her carefully
Notice every inch of her like never before
The block of her heels
The click of her painted toenails
The swell of her chest
The bevy of her heavy arms.
Did you not come to realize that
The eye of her storm is in the ghost of her half grin
Hidden in its unattractiveness
In the imperfection of her body
That she has always kept hidden from you
In the free spiritedness that she has kept aside for rare occasions
Does the size of her heart upset you
Does the eccentricity of her thoughts make your heart pound ?
Is it your small mindedness that isn't letting her build kingdoms of her own
Did you not see it
The muzzle of war within herself every morning
As she climbs out of bed
From the half-remembered dying dream
That slowly burns itself to ashes - black and crackly.
She looks around herself and sees cities
Burnt into flames
And memories short-lived
Too forgetful for human minds.
The throbbing hate that she feels for you
Probably grows deeper into her bones
It must be so much more
Than the pretend love you fed her with
During your bloody little infinity.
You lost her in the pointlessness of your half assed apologies
In the scandal of your fabricated remarks
In the restraints that you built for her wings.
You never watched
As she showed you trunks from her childhood memories
From days gone too soon
Of merriment and brutal innocence
You never listened
As she bled the scrapings of yesterday's bad dream into rhythmless poetry.
Let go of the strings that you've held her with
She's a tigress softened by the ordeals of life
Let her growl
Let her roar
Let her be herself
Let her just be