evergreen
making night envious of our glamour and design
we’ve walked here before,
leaves torn astray,
our mouths open, cascade
catching morning’s dew,
forgotten, asleep
in the misty green,
our heads crowned,
evergreen and proud,
making night envious
of our glamour and design,
bodies radiant,
unpicked, unfettered,
smooth, scarred, marked,
wholly, beautifully our own,
those worn-out slurs,
crumble,
burnt out, delirious,
afraid and estranged to
watch us weave our tale:
the female gaze