stone-washed

she is bruised, top-side-seared sirloin

the marks are the colour of the gellatin meat

inside

 

because she has been stone washed

diving into the ricochet

of stones and boulder each

day

 

in the moment before impact

a hesitation and thought to retract

intrepid steps

but gives in

as a week old rose

falls to gravity.

 

if she only knew better

that i'd wear her like

itchiest of sweaters

to watch frost melt into dew...

 

but kiss the plums of her

i will instinctually do.

 

 

Reviews

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~ incredible... the characterization of the character is simply stunning... and the closing is utterly remarkable... ~ the "in the moment before impact" stanza is my favourite one...