I took your tea
In a bone china cup, painted pink and gold, mesmerizing shining, numbered,
one piece of a large collection
A chocolate donut that had bright blue melting frosting and puddles where sprinkles had been
On a white napkin, that had seen better days.
We sat in the front yard and the heat sat on our laps,
Whispers we meant to share stayed inside our overcooked brains some more
I felt sorry for the dog who couldn’t raise her head to bite the flies
Not even creaking from the tire swing rope rubbing the limb clean, today
I took your tea
In a bone china cup, painted pink and gold, shining, stamped, numbered, and
a chocolate donut that had bright blue melting frosting and molten puddles where sprinkles had been,
On a white napkin,
You thanked me.
I am trying on all of these clothes for a man I’ll never see again.
So she is undone. And her hair like stomped spiders.
So she has come straight to you
You did not answer the phone
Like she was a stranger
did not recognize the caller
The table is laden and all things there are waiting and waiting, for you and for me.
the pond is ice
it is black glass
beneath the thick blood, all things there are still and waiting, waiting
one last elegy for all things cold;
i knew you from your silence
one must have a mind of winter* wind
the wild winged ones glide upon the wind
they say the angels gaze grew to ice
when God made them, grew jealous grew silent
stripes of bloody hope and shattered glass
blood runs cold
a man waits
for me* smells my perfume on the wind
his kiss will not be cold
he is glacier ice
clear as glass
strong and silent
and you neglected me with silence
kept me waiting
would not even let me peer in through the glass
blow away in frozen, burning, arid winds
you turned my heart to ice
my bed is bitter cold
on the hills, ruthless cold
black birds search the ground, silently
peck the ice
soothe yourself waiting, waiting
for the spring wind
to crack the infirmary’s glass
drawing true-love-always and hearts on frosted glass
sucking on our fingers when they get too cold
trying to warn the others about the changes in the wind
soon it will be gone, it will be vacant, it will be silent
i will not come, but i want you to keep on waiting
frozen as ice
for you I have waited. i have grown cold.
you remain silent. i howl like wind.