pearls

Where This One Fits

Posted in villanelle by maggie on 2009/05/02

Each word out loud, another secret notched -
roll up your sleeve, show us where this one fits.
Hide out in the open to keep from being watched.

Give us that specimen skin, let's get it swatched,
we need to read each line your razor slits,
each word out loud, another secret notched,

its meaning lost, your body twisted, splotched,
obscuring any sins your hand commits.
(Hide out in the open to keep from being watched.

Give up.)  Your best attempts at it go botched:
you've only got blank gestures, sans the wits -
each word out loud, another secret notched,

for them their game, to you your vision scotched.
(As soon as you go numb this nightmare quits.
Hide out in the open to keep from being watched.)

So sit for us, girl, stripped down and open-crotched,
your private fury scratched out on your tits,
each word out loud, another secret notched -
Hide out in the open to keep from being watched.

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