....

I am like a ladies' shoe.
They have carved me down
into this little form.
Twitching on the shore
of a mighty river,
twitching in the roots,
twitching in the soil,
seen backwards by myself

and for the water, the water,
why can't I tumble down.
I have thieved and been taken,
I have acted like a rodent
with a case of brain,
nervous in the blaze of time,
now I want to be vaulted into flesh tall
and have lovers all over me
day-long and night-long
springing secret terrors
into brightness and ease
from my skin.