Saturday, September 28, 2013

parts

hers
a child's body broken like a doll
an arm
a sealed pubic mound
left among pages of an illustrated book
dessicate
a beige, brittle cruel dream

his
a leaning garage he's painting
in November
with a clumsy man
who falls into an icy pool
and topples into a neighbor's fence
the garage will fall
he tells me after waking