I know that you have gone.
The world has upturned
In the mingling of our arms
And you are long gone.
I wake to see the embroidered
Veil over my eyes. And feel -
Feel the placatory warmth of my own body.
My skin itches, swells in layers and I
Want to peel it all away.
I want to lie naked and skinless
Skinless and naked;
And weep and strike my fists upon my breasts:
In all the crudities of blood and flesh -
For isn't that what our love was?