POEM OF THE MONTH:

 

1000 BODIES

 

Every woman has 1000 bodies

 

all encyclopaedic layerings

 

a milky way of

silent orbits &

galaxies

 

pumice stone lungs

sedimentary thighs

granite ribcages

 

you refract light in a major key

I'm still learning how to

catch the tune

 

I stumble through until

full moon

where you wait for me

holding out a palm

 

It's not that I'm

a fiend for you

I just feel like

I'm still finding you

 

Saturn sings her song

we shake at your epicentre.

 

-Luka Lesson