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By Ali Date: 2007 Aug 20 Comment on this Work [[2007.08.20.08.53.12567]] |
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I am not conventionally good at this, I know. I can’t do ‘aloof’ when I have already ventured into the fray, wearing my best pair of Helen’s eyes, a siren’s smile, Delilah’s grace, and Lilith’s wiles. Joan of Arc may have been crazy, hearing voices, stepping into bravery like slipping into bed— but sweetheart, she has nothing on me when I choose what I want. Does this unsettle you? Come, quiet— feel the moon, undress my laughter, unfold yourself, measure by measure, as if you have nothing and no one to fear. For all my seduction, I am shaking— it is just that you cannot see it, concealed beneath your naked sight. Yes, yes, yes— I offer, but you must match it. |