Democrat, Illinois - The ElectroLounge
Democrat, Illinois - The ElectroLounge
Democrat, Illinois - The ElectroLounge
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lviii. Étoile<br />
[Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, “Dancer Seated on a Pink Divan,”<br />
oil on canvas, 1885-1886]<br />
You call the world an effect, how it leans in,<br />
for a touch for a coin, something in purse<br />
or pants. Sometimes trades back a heavy<br />
promise called God, or a sate of loins,<br />
or loneness, maybe a song in green.<br />
Worse, does not lean in, the hours pass silent<br />
on a carriage, in café, a park, muted barks<br />
through rented walls. Which, then, you ask,<br />
grows a heart kinder again, unclenches<br />
those still-grabbing fists no longer a babe’s?<br />
I adjust these straps, look around again<br />
for something, for the beauty you seek<br />
for the rage you feel. I pose for you<br />
because I cannot dance. I love for you<br />
because the world gave me this body, &<br />
this heart, & little good explanation.<br />
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lix. Underneath<br />
I dreamed you’ll find it underneath,<br />
response to the preacher waving his tome<br />
& pointing to a sky rigged with explain.<br />
Underneath, where the pretty faces &<br />
spangling nights devolve to plain chaos,<br />
to flesh’s consume & sure decay.<br />
<strong>The</strong> hungers & their statuary, the music<br />
equal to deep manless jungles &<br />
the onyx fractures of urban despair.<br />
Underneath, tickled in unsure thighs<br />
& muscular gestures to the stars alike.<br />
<strong>The</strong> pain, neither source nor explain.<br />
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