she is

[Doreen Peri]

(2004)

she is a revised social
diva, social grieve sistah,
angst blistahs twisted
like romanced gyst,
bliss poet , kissed
by animal friends,
no kinda human creator
played by lust,
peaces, trust,
sleek justice,
unconnected
proprietary access.

she, the seeker fulfilled.
she, the sought, she
the round dissected gauntlet,
she the blatant
revisionist.
she, soft tuned
to holy form, unphased
by grace, hollow
inside grey charcoal lines,
one beyond the next.

no bass.lines can
distinguish
treble
or

resemblences
of perfect pitch.

listen.
listen.
shhhhhhhhh.....

i hear the switch of verses.
i hear the immersion
of silver metal, each dangled
earring heard,
each word ringing
off a solitary circle.....

listen.... shhhhhhh ... listen....
maybe she has a voice!
she is the proprietary access
to the choice of holy form and angst blistahs,
sistah to a terrible trebble of indistinguishable
hear mes
immersed,
a poem in revision.