NATALIE WILLENS

29

World upturned,

Foundation unraveled,

Flagrant with iron of my blood

I bled so much this last time

I left burnt burgundy prints under my black pants

streaked across the plastic concave seats

As I departed each train car

getting closer

to being further away

my body wanted

out

and I did not want to tame

Her

She licked the seat below me

and

I wept

I had to open my mouth

to let more out

catch my breath

let my eyes roll

To feel

I could still see.