the secret

I don’t remember telling you,

The secret.

You absorbed it. Swallowed it whole.

There was room inside you,

Space for my electrified anxiety,

The zodiac’s foreboding.

 

How did I begin?

My acrobatic summersault.

Plunging into darkness,

A practiced act.

Were there tears?

I don’t remember mine.

 

I had tried surgical treatment.

Grafting my bones onto another’s,

Sealed with salt.

Inflamed, the skeleton chimera

Revolted and ran, shattering

His jaw, then my ribcage and skull.

 

I don’t remember,

Telling you the secret.

 

 

04/05/2019