She Drew
she made a filthy old woman
stop her boozing
she drew her a worm
its beautiful line had no need
to know one end from the other
and in love would lubricate
all along its lovely
length
baby boy withered
day by day
she sat him in the sun
and drew him how
a flower grows
for her father
she went back home
didn’t even wake him
left a picture of a sandal
he closed his house and
never looked back
(it smacks of the black arts
or dandelions
how they slip in
through the cracks)
she drew lions and leaflets
and lepers and loss
kept right on going
south-south-west
til she hit the ocean
drew down the sun for
a fish out of water
he kissed her throat
and swam away
at the equator
she drew for the
cousinswithout voices
pictures of themselves
they needed nothing else
drew sleep over a madman
so he had somewhere nice to go
she drew
speed for a snail
a highway for
a motorcycle
she drew
ants without plans
she drew
a contagion of happiness
she drew light
my god how
she drew light.
Eye On Life Poetry Contest 2010-2011 Third Place Winner