MAIDEN

SELECTED POEMS - this book was published in 2016 by 48th Street Press

BITCH IS THIRSTY

My bitch is thirsty

Here he comes looking into my lap 

Good animal
Look at the state you are in
Poor thing
It’s ok
I have what you need
I’m a juicy little thing
Come closer
Take a big drink
Use your face
Drink everything
There is more
Bitch is thirsty
There is always more 

THIS MORNING

Done until I limped
Into the sun
Every man looked at me 

So curious 

I think they could smell me 

Smell what he did
How I liked it
They wanted a bit 

 

There was light in everything 

Inner light – clear
Not normally visible
Like what I saw in him 

My Prince
Light in the trees 

Leaning in
They could smell me too 

Raw like them
Raw as nature is 

TAKE MY HAIR

Take my hair
Like before
Take me into the woods 

Drag me into the woods 

I want to kiss you 

 

Put me against that tree 

Wet morning tree
Use your other hand now 

I'm helpless 

Hand in my dress
Captured by a bad man 

Nobody for miles
I'm going to get molested 

And leave my knickers there 

For the perverts 

 

MARKING

There is something there
Urge
After the scent I'm marking frantic 

I'm waiting
Walking
Waiting
Walking
Like he is
Marking
And I hear a dog cry
Outside my window
Sounds like my soul
Sounds like limbo
Sounds wrong
But he can't break it
And I can't either
I'm trying
My body is long – stretched
In his maul
And my teeth are grinding
Into jawbone 

 

THE PIT

Back in the pit
A man's belt around my neck 

Me and nothing
And him
It's all I want
And semen
To fill every crack
In my being 

 

I WALK

Half-flower 

Half-drug
Magnet to musk
I will taste the nectar 

The juice is dark
In its sweetness I will be Eve 

I will become perfume
As he injects
Eyes roll back
In peace
Bound in the mercy I granted 

ENOUGH.

There it slid
Finally out of me 

Still sparkling
I shook it off my feet 

Walked back 

Watched it darken 

Slither apart
And harden 

© 2020 by Karina Bush