Thursday, February 27, 2014

The Primitive

She paced herself alive
out of the painting;
naked breasts
thick oiled

and blue veined.
I tried
to anchor my eye
to an abstract,

but mere shapes
and shades
couldn't contain her
milk heavy weight.

Drowning,
I had to bare
my meat teeth
and bite.

6 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

You have achieved a fine work of abstract art here, MZ. I often bemoan that I was not born in the age when full-bodied women were prized.

Brian Miller said...

yikes. ok, i get that it is abstract, i still get some mother stuff out of this...and cant imagine the bite...yowch!

hedgewitch said...

Perfect title, and I am thinking Italian, or some other earthy genus of mother here. Lush and sensuous, yet not without that bite at the end.

Fireblossom said...

Let's go feral, MZ. Let's do it for art!

Lorraine Renaud said...

fantastic good you let it loose, you know just in case we should me , I'm about there lol

grapeling said...

damn ~