Dogs 2010

PYRO PURGATORY
(6/14/10)


"what
have you done
to yourself?"

she is
horrified

eyes
and mouth
wide
she stares
down at
me

I do not
understand
her concern

"the itching
was unbearable

this seems
to give me
some measure
of relief"

she shakes
her head
tears
in eyes

"I will not
stand here
and watch
you mutilate
yourself"

melodramatic
as always
she does not
understand

I slide open
the box
extract
and light
another match

she turns
leaves the room
and slams
the door

the flame
paints red
then black
on my skin
first pain
then relief
like scratching
the itch
from the inside
out

my arms
now
densely dotted
with the burns
of the day
I eye
the fresh flesh
of my legs

the night
is before me
and there is
no chance
for sleep