New York School exercise

How can I get my uterus to stop hurting?–I could stand in front of the fridge and eat my weight in lemons. Prhaps another June night, another no-shirt-silk-and-sulfur night, lying on a hillside, snapping our fingers to the rhythm in our skulls, perhaps one of those nights would help. Three years and I still can’t stop the blood from coming, it spiders through me, there are trees of blood blossoming all over my sheets. Maybe if I played the cello and grew used to spreading my legs. Maybe if I stopped dipping my wrists into the perfume of you. Maybe if I learned to stop swimming, I could, like a cockroach, lie on my back and refuse death. (Remember– don’t trust anything that bleeds for five days and doesn’t die.) I already know how this ends, but I can’t bring myself to say why.

~ by raymunbro on January 18, 2008.