The anguish filled in her eyes like a half filled fish bowl
Water sloshing around at the crest
A saline waterfall filled the hollow caves
Created by the eroding flesh in the malnutrition life
Eager to walk but scraping like an anchor across concrete
She yearned for a water high just across the plateau
Beneath the angry summer sun
The pasty flesh has been marinated and hung
She used to walk religiously to her dorm
Where she remained confined
With powdered nostrils and a porcelain God
That always called after suppertime
The aches had manifested and transformed
To commiseration for the mischievous sprite
In a trading post just outside of the cathedral
Blood for wine as she sighed
She claimed an act for fame in the halls of regret
Around the year nearest the recession of the skin progression
She entered with open arthritic hands
That would in the future crumble to the touch
Her river’s once tame
Now scream with raging currents
Dying occupants flopping upon her shores
Bleached beaches dyed a crimson night
Ovaries in exchange for blankets
Humanity now sleeps tonight
© 2008 James Kelly Evans II