madonna who hates to let go
LYN LIFSHIN
of her firm 101
lb body old
books holds on
to the image of
her mother dancing
on the metal stool
keeps men in case
holds on to the
fantasy of the
blue eyed lover
being all the sky
she needs holds
so tight to what's
going clings to
legs of a lover
already gone til
her knees are blood
keeps stains frames
them lacquers them
as a plate she eats
off every night
