A sestina about an eye that detaches from the socket to explore infidelity. |
Seconds after the tyrant’s granite iris retires to the night, his eyeball detaches to slither from its nook, a vein-laced teardrop with icicle- moist tail that follows, a swell already visible on this newly naked nerve. The eye wants to discover what virgin skin begs that he molest. The dripping pupil aims man’s sniper, ideal to molest undetected. What evidence can his iris leave? A snail’s map from nerve that, flaccid, drags from cornea as eye slithers over glassy citrus swell with areola clenched to icicle- taut peaks? No. This cyberspace deception is more common than icicles in your grandparents’ wisened freezer – but don’t molest their photographs with this licentious eye, lest it loom and swell to fill every snake-tendril of your brain: How long until that iris’s courage heightens? How long until it slithers from CRT projections, gains the nerve to increase the mileage of its now-dry optic nerve that scrapes behind? The eye, sickle- sharp, perfects pirouette and slithers to claim flesh that tremors when molested. Invigorated bounds the iris now; the sodden sack rolls over swelling thighs that howl as acid swells to explode from wanton flesh and scald the nerve. Desperate: scars at birth on sclera, dire is the eye’s chosen landscape. It envisages numb icicle relief and cartwheels home. Hydrochloric cuspid molest vulnerable corneal cells and the eye cannot slither fast enough to familiar antidote. Slither faster! As fire webs begin to swell into welts the eye thinks: its error wasn’t the choice to molest – it just lacked better sensitivity, like nerves in the tongue’s tip. Icicle edges tingle his socket as the iris settles home. The nerve to slither and molest evaporates, at least until the swell goes down. He compensates her with baby’s breath and irises. Her gaze drips icicles. *Remember people, I'm Aussie, in case there's things that seem to be spelling mistakes. *A sestina is a poem based on the challenge of repeating the same six line endings in each stanza in a particular pattern - I just thought I'd post this note here for people who aren't familiar with this form so they undersatnd why I am repeating myself so much! |