Contemporary Magic
Posted by Melissa Pavri | Filed under Poetry, Print
i am bobby pin legs and elastic waist
trapped in a cylinder of vertigo
painstaking pointe and smooth taupe tights
carefully stenciled perfection on a ballet studio wall
i look like fairytale divinity etched on a bathroom stall
rainbow fingers and corn valley stomach
horizon collarbone and polar hips
willowy arms and lightning rod spine
there is nothing organic in this
only complex derivations of the most basic elements
today god is a mathematician and
i am his paper doll proof
that nothing has changed since creation
that human structure is as glorious and simple
as a fleck in his iris
there is nothing as stunning
nothing as unaffected
as movement that breaks the wooden bars
of a vivaldi concerto
to find the beauty of offbeat splendor
of unconventional wreckless abandon
of arched backs and splayed palms
of loosened hair and unbridled feet
of legs rushing away from each other
like star-crossed lovers
my body outweighs me and
i spill the freight of my existence
crooked perfection and a fucked up ventral axis
an unhinged jaw and a savage pelvis
i imagine the earth slipping from my knees
to gather seven feet in front of me
a dark blue sea of everything i am
before i can count the consequences I jump in
no inhibitions and careless abandon
twilight wandering and deep sleep delirium
tiptoeing on the cracking foundation of order
to wake the deities in the floorboards
they call me contemporary magic
but i am a thousand queens stacked ancient
just tired of jewellery box static
when no one’s watching
i peel an old soul from my satin frame
hunch my shoulders and flex my feet in anarchy
the feisty tyrants in my arches
wrinkle up and name me blasphemy
i want to forget propriety and coded language
escape the very confines of my being and
christen myself lady libertine
for the sake of moonlit freedom and
sweating something fierce from passionfruit lips
there is something beautifully mortal
in this
in disregarding lines
in being utterly shameless
i want to come undone in my own skin
catch the star of all my strife and
let it wreak havoc between my thighs
One Response to “Contemporary Magic”
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sruthi Says:
August 5th, 2009 at 11:38 pmmost definitely one of my favorites, wonderful.
