FOR FRANCESCA WOODMAN #6
Boulder Colorado, 1972-1975

To die
 or to be
4.

                  Lateral mist
                      I a 
                   cyclopean 
                     clock 
                     mouth 

(Saturn vomits Artemis)

My pins of grass
ears a magician's saw

              the mirror in corporeal
              reflects only
              gush

Arch of me spans the whole
         blasted arc

warm to cold hand to foot

is bottom-heavy
foliage               A beetle

crawls
what maybe

                    an edge, an epithet
                    blurred