Tuesday 31 March 2009

Insides Out


I made a reliquary
to hold your finger bones
the tones
of ochre and ivory
a counterpoint
to burning red silk
and milk-
white, bone white, stone tight joints.
I told you once before
I wanted to possess,
to dress
and make a mess and more;
to crack your porcelain skin.
You thought I joked
and croaked
until I let your outsides
in.


3 comments:

aims said...

very dark -

BT said...

very dark but beautiful colours in the painting.

Dave King said...

Delightful. Loved it, and do not want to spoil the moment by analysing it!