Nivedita Dey


Reptilian love

coils around my windpipe demanding

oxygen for herself. I cough up

venomous poetry. Borrowing deep

inside me, she lays her eggs

of hate, hissing jealousy

spreading her legs wide

over my better judgment, her greedy mouth

lying, wide open

gobbling up my fairy heart

her love, a goblin of a kind

in the hour of my inversion,

Christ be my savior!

she, my Geraldine.