she had an electric heart
blood valves which with minor pumps & spurts
let loose venomous wattage of shocks profuse
the sky knew her demands
vocal chords emptied hatred coupled longing
confusion eaten whole in a shrieked disbelief
trees broke in her conquests
she shoved a catapult in a canon & aimed it at herself
crashed with more wrath than jubilant eggs trapped in a piñata
she had an electric heart
which no one feared
save her own breast
NEH, 2007.
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