wish sister

 

 

I mouthed beer breathed approbation

at the invited wonder of your sister's sweatered breasts

the tableau set

for such delicious beginnings and shaky revisions,

once I  left the "look but do not touch" misgivings

amongst  the litter of a thousand such instructions

 

I borrowed that hazel eyed angel for a night

rescued from drowning in a clear bottled wasp trap

the fattened marital photo was covered,

alternating friends corrected and reassigned

their alibis and frightened lies

while heaven was briefly in our sights

 

and we shook and screamed the clearing of our names

from every future Christmas list

 

and yet

 

clearance comes only once inventory becomes stale

and folds around your wintered house,

offers no plan to buy or stamp a route to someplace else

 

slow submissions rattle my pen

this is no season for love and there is no reason to begin

other than there, in the shadows, where portraits breed desire

 

and while mirrors shall dream of falling

I am not through looking yet

for while fun and feuds begin with fucking

an ending always screams attention