diminishments

(An old girl from 2009)

diminishments


one of ours got scraped out 

no more eggs, babies, parts


hands made hollow and poured the green glow,

shook her up like dressing


starved to a nothing-husk 

gold hair gone, full lips crack the black hole


and our grandmother, her hip-pin slip out 

bones gone to pudding


she rides the bed, claws clipped 

nothing to admire now


my guts turn out no end 

these are these days, evidence in the bowl 


cutting everyone off like blooms.

sucking breath back, and the blood alone