lace white bra

a sleepy iron garden 
where the birds are sewn into the ground
& the the ceiling is doom-like & 
made of lace. there are horses with
no legs & frogs jumping again & again
into the same small pool of water.
tadpoles ask each other what size 
the sky is. a group of flowers
gossip about the body of a stranger
& the silhouette of her figure is crooked
against a bold white sun. train tracks
all over & especially where 
they don't belong. train tracks made 
of ribs & iron & the train no where
to be found. the train is the idea
of something impending. only girls 
are told they have impending bodies--
like there is a kind of inverted eden 
on the back of a flock of a geese.
the geese plant their feathers in the ground
& hope on of them will take room & become
a willow tree. i have played underneath 
the idea of a willow tree & pretended
i could feel the brush of each branch 
on my skin. i told the tree this was
the only place i wanted 
to be-- that i would live here forever 
if the tree would let me believe 
in a space not yet grown into.
there is a process to catching moths--
two cupped palms. there is a process to catching 
the whole body & the itch of fabric
& the closeness to skin & the skin 
giving in to iron. the white asking the body
to come closer to the edge of 
a creek-- asking for washed feet 
& threads cut off hands from when 
they were sewn in with the birds.
birds with out heads. trees with out roots
wobbling in the dirt. the body with all 
its extension & mechanisms to make it whole.
breasts perfect & round as they 
should be. the skin of oranges growing over
naked tender fruit. nakedness walking
on all fours & humming to itself. 
the ears of rabbit twitching with worry.
the rabbits pass the needle & the thread
between each other until they're each attached
mouth to mouth. organs for breathing.
i want to leave but there's something 
tighter in me than want. there's something
warm & wild that needs this 
kind of body & so i stay & toss rocks 
skipping them in the sky where they 
all simmer in the sun & 
crack like white eggs in the heat.