BCV Dieujuste

JOLENE, MA DOUCE SOUFFRANCE

with hyper fixation deadly to the touch
both wheels turn electric, magnetic

flow from him to my eyes
from my eyes to the ground, again

the makaya is trapped
the zombies are right
“nothing will ever change”

permanently confined space
death-pang the knife to peel off my skin,
glaring into mama’s window.

watered down reflection juxtaposed
How can you do this to me?
ballads repeat outside of firmament
until 3AM, again

update, I’m home.
in hibernaculum I don’t cry
The body walked until my feet bleeds
she died January 25th, i tell no one

silent assassin in the bedroom
resentment stench exposed corners
stare at my body staring at me
staring at him staring at her
ma douce souffrance

tattoo her song into my tongue
whistling like a parrot, dressed to perform
can you hear me now? can you see me?
the mind persuades the body to shrink
looking at him, looking at them

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