“Pleaser”

Written By:
Violetta Alexis

A hand held a heart
and penetrated its physique with dirty nails,
next to a cage,
under an immobile tree,
Stuck in its ways.

I’m somewhere,
But not far away.
Today might be a good one,
if I plant my kidneys outside
and watch a death bloom.

So it bloomed, and he watched it,
while he held a penetrated heart
And complained that the cage was empty.

Rain needs a garden like pin needles need a cushion,
So he bought an umbrella
And thrust my face in the soil,
forced my tears,
And smiled casually,
while death grew a desperate face.

I’m somewhere,
But not far away.
Today might be a good one,
if I plant my womb outside
and watch life bloom.

I sat in his cage,
Under an immobile tree,
Forever stuck in his ways.