We Both Are Sisters

Snack on slivers of flesh, my sister
Devour vitamins and onion rings
Wheels of cheese and thinning hair.
Turn to me with gilded eyelashes
Umbrella tongues and barefoot shoes
Bobbins paired and tomatoes strung together.
Catch the falling one
Or don’t.
Let her break against decaying dreams
Let her fancy herself immune
To disquiet and dependency.
Rattle the self you think you are
An informal tongue alone can speak
Through this dark lace of self-delusion
Backwards we source the spring of abuse
The autumn of trauma
The winter of remembrance and meditation
Our phoenix summer.