Cruel Cocoon
cruel
residual jewel
of
venomous emptiness—
in the dual mirror—
a visual temptress
stepping naked coming nearer;
you can’t hear her
spreading palm down on your chest
with pink painted fingernails
impaling, pulling off flesh
dressed by
applying strips of skin;
a dripping wet dress;
she’s trying on your unrest within
You are eyeless
this time;
timeless;
thoughts are not iris sought
eye lenses cocoon
each pupil’s stare
like they’re
moons marooned
on orbital islands
leaving behind sterile dunes
for the blind darkness to consume