Adam Fieled (State College, Pa): "Song for Genevieve"

Flip-flop her legs (so soon!) are perfect
Sunlight burnishes her kneecaps
She’s a swan of smoothness
A mint to be dissolved in (strong!) tea
An oyster to be de-pearled w/ two hands

                     (Yawning
                              gape
                                of coagulated
                                      sunset—

                                     Perpetual cricket
                                 buzz sticks
                          to pure ancient
            leaves in breezes—)

She’s poignant, pained, church-stained
Gravy-lust, the merchandise of sailors (tides!)
Orally injected (wet!) anti-depressants
You’re killing me (Hepburning my body!)
Spread a flag over yr naked back, arch—
over the wall— push!— over the sky;
Stars, planets, universes yarned in a spin;
Navigate the (gated!) grave of the Milky Way;
Eat the chocolate donut of midnight—

© Adam Fieled 1998

originally appeared in hutt and Starfish