Femmes

I was with a girl, but I felt like I was with a boy
— The Violent Femmes

I was with a girl but felt like I was with a boy.
I was with a grievance but felt like I was with a blessing.
I was with a going but felt like I was with a beckoning.
I was with a grisaille but felt like I was with a blur.
I was with a grave but felt like I was with a birth.
I was with a god but felt like I was with a beast.
I was with a Genet but felt like I was with a Bataille.
I was with a grotesque but felt like I was with a beauty.
I was with a ghost but felt like I was with a body.

Your Poem is the Artifact of a Bygone Era

how it
becomes
bird-song

if we
cut out
its tongue