-Unseen Telephonisis





she dances like a bomb
when no one is looking

she
dances like a bomb
thin
glycerine
skinny

tonic, legs
salvoing bare
wall kicking out

the gardener-

doesn't dance like a bomb
and the mother doesn't

dance like a bomb


jigging the bones
hair

refrained
with ribbons

like no one would expect in the town

she hums her hymn
closed back

just the surprised
tabby witnessing

her dancing like a
bomb
and her bare feet
shake