N' Then She Said “I Need To Tell U Somethin, N' Dont Hate Me For It…

by ANAÏS DUPLAN

 

After Dean Blunt

 

Last night, there was love pandering                     outside my heart’s door

              like jungle music.          Who can say

what time           the cops came?

I guess I just mean it confused me,

the way you came hunting,           and I knew exactly which

lord would take me.         I thought about being                  a child,

nothing better, nothing worse.                  I thought I could mind-

control the situation, but              there was a shark

                                                     in the water

last night and love

                                        had fallen out of my body,

had been forcibly ejected.           I had tried to speak something

about my mother.                        It was like being

something that doesn’t have any limbs.                Over and over, I had to ask myself

about the words I was using        and if those words were,

in fact, killing people.