07-25-2011, 11:33 PM
The tight fleshed girls of summer's lease
drink beer on the porch and dance.
I see them oft in strange outfits
tailored to hide certain segments
while exposing other skin.
Beneath the fabric I suspect
lies the cicatrix, the white tissue
sewn over wounds
which all cutters have known.
Obscene healing! How you cure
with such disdain, as though to mark
young girls like Cain,
steer menfolk away from them,
lest the dark hysteria
drags another to the dirt.
drink beer on the porch and dance.
I see them oft in strange outfits
tailored to hide certain segments
while exposing other skin.
Beneath the fabric I suspect
lies the cicatrix, the white tissue
sewn over wounds
which all cutters have known.
Obscene healing! How you cure
with such disdain, as though to mark
young girls like Cain,
steer menfolk away from them,
lest the dark hysteria
drags another to the dirt.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe