Fat Bottom Girl Said What

Reality Suspended

Cigar smoke

is suspended in the air

as is the impression of my red lips

on the side of the bourbon glass

what started as friendly conversation

and side splitting laughter

has led to abandoned articles of clothing

a trail

ending at the big four poster bed

in the cabin in the woods

where we secretly meet

to touch the deepest parts of each other

which no one else has touched in such a long time

Acrophobia

no man has ever found

my broken to be beautiful

they’ve only used the cracks

to slip their lies into me

as they offer a hand to stand

so they can then pull the rug out from under me

stay down

they say

you’re not fit to walk amongst us

the beautiful

the blessed

the best

it has been decreed

you shall forever be

the bullied girl on the playground

(no one coming to your rescue)

with no place to escape

because the monkey bars are too high

and I’m afraid of heights

Transfusion

Gray

is the color of my heart

until you bleed life blood back into it

red

like the flush of my lips

like the paint on my nails

seeking

the warmth of your skin

the taste of the martini left in your mouth

Abandoned Lips

The heat lightning flashed

and the thunder rumbled

and the warm breeze

blew the curtains inward like ghosts in a strange dance

and we laid tangled

in the damp sheets

your hand on my hip

your sigh on the back of my neck

and it had all started with a kiss

one kiss

which fell on lips long since abandoned

by others