hutt 2.2
  hutt - bhaktapur, nepal
 
 
Adam Fieled is an American poet currently based in Philly. He has published work or has work forthcoming in Jacket, Rain Taxi, The Argotist, te_a_tro, wood s lot, Cake Train, Many Mountains Moving, Boog City, and Hinge. He edits the blog-journal, PFS Post.

 

 
   
adam fieled - song for genevieve

Flip-flop her legs (so soon!) are perfect
    Sunlight burnishes her kneecaps
 She's a swan of smoothness
   A mint to be dissolved in (strong!) tea
An oyster to be de-pearled w/ two hands

                         (Yawning
                                    gape
                                      of coagulated
                                          sunset-

                                   Perpetual cricket
                             buzz sticks
                     to pure ancient
leaves in breezes-)

She's poignant, pained, church-stained
Gravy-lust, the merchandise of sailors (tides!)
Orally injected (wet!) anti-depressants
You're killing me (Hepburning my body!)
Spread a flag over yr naked back, arch-
         over the wall- push!- over the sky;
Stars, planets, universes yarned in a spin;
Navigate the (gated!) grave of the Milky Way;
Eat the chocolate donut of midnight-