The whiptail resting lightly on the rock,
Duvet of sunshine & dust—

Skin chicken pickt, mind still racing,
Her eyelids swole with sleep—

’Don’t call me that, she sneers
With twixt & honeysuckle,
You are not what I see.

Mystical skies fast-forwarding,
The cue slate cleaved)

Pearls shone in soap—
Talent tells her nothing,

The language on the wall,
Finally’

The Featured Image is A Study of a Figure in a Landscape, Francis Bacon, 1952

Cory Steel-O’Meara is an aspiring poet from Ottawa, Ontario. This poem and more can be found at https://dementia7.tumblr.com/