korina small and beautiful

you pestle, you mortar. you soap bubble

korina,
your eyes are like fishes, squirming and gleaming
scales planted like teeth into the pomegranite
of your mouth dripping.
you flour-sack. you, dough kneading into
thighs pumping and skin ripening into sweetness
like berries in the mouth, bursting.


korina,
your tongue a claw-hammer beating like hooves
splitting against stones. you, unbridled and
swelling like a winter ocean. swaying, you
bottle-clinking insatiable, lungs chiming for air.
you slab of meat, eyelashes twitching.


korina,
you pestle, you mortar. you soap bubble
stuffed with glittering air. like a fat
ribbon you roll and shine and twine into
a round handful of rage. pillowy willow
with a century full of rings.


korina small and beautiful
swallowed by a whale.