Studded

 

by Valerie Wallace

Schyler cento, after Alexander McQueen

 

 

An aurora borealis of raindrops. How striking

They will look on the bodice of her dance frock -

Diamond dusted with rain drop fragments. A kissing

like the sea opened up its lips smelling like

A whore’s dream. Salt perfume of the sea anodyne

Of the lonely. Laughing and leaning back

To lie there, watching it, like someone diving.

Night passes in black chiffon. Last night I woke

Up laughing, the dram shop in the dream shop.

Suppose you had your life to live over.

Wind riffing water fingering spruce.

It was funny, having no money of my own.

Rain in rain circles. Needle like my lover.

I can’t get over how it all works in together.