I stare into the mouth of the abandoned train tunnel
and see only feathers. The old Rite Aid is now a haunted house.
The world I gave up looks at me with three dark eyes.
One of them is glass and I can’t tell which.
The ring that could have been mine flutters down to the starry
bottom of the pool. She looks nothing like me.
Her heart is a dinner table with starched napkins.
This lion I just met at dinner opened his glittering mouth
and asked me to place my head inside.
I am not afraid.
bee stings get louder,
rattle their way
into the car.
heat slows the speed
of their wings.
they hover
and wait.
this world is
soft-boiled.
what’s love?
what’s love?
what turns up
in the dark?
this harp inside of me
barely sings.
I am blessed
with an instrument
that cannot wail.
he goes to kiss me
and tastes nothing
but salt.
Solemnity of Mary
you open your mouth
and a moon bursts open.
How did the sky
know you were ready?
Tell me.
Saint Gabriel
I stand at the foot of her bed,
married to a spark.
A child is a bolt
of lightning.
I could disappear,
leave a gift
that will shatter all this
in nine short months.
I know she will
burn this bed
down to a charred frame
when she hears this news.
Her hair
fans the flames.
The Annunciation of Our Lord
I would have been happy
in a life
without miracles.
The flowers darken
to shades of blood.
He never asked
if I wanted to live
without being touched.
The sun falls
on a curve
of my breast.
I miss everything
I’ve ever missed.
Marian Apparition
I see Mary
in my cup of tea.
Golden roses
leap out of her eyes.
There are coal mines burning
beneath my feet. From across the field,
the mine shaft is a pool to drown in.
Love is a firecracker thrown on my lawn.
You wheeze with sinkhole lungs. You taste
like you’ve been chewing matches.
Unbutton your blouse and show me
what smolders underneath. Steam rises
from the grass. All I dream about are charred
bedframes, canaries with iron lungs. You
could engulf me. This is the moment
where it may or may not get out of control.
I am destroyed by the idea of fire
licking my bones clean like snow.
