Untouchable

Tiptoe in a dead man’s house, cobwebs snared
upon a ripped lace-trimmed blouse, you walk into
to leave each room. Encapsulated Clair
de Lune illuminates antiquities, viewed,
moon phases, no electricity since
no soul survives to pay the bill, just you,
a treasure hunter for a will. Jade quince,
gold mottled, filigree between your two
incisors pinched sates not your hunger, thirst
unquenched. The black-eyed daughter no one fed
seeks recompense from the dead. Finger, first,
favored child, canvas girl, upstairs instead
of you defiled, dispatched beneath his grand stairwell,
untouchable you cannot wait to sell.

 

Kristin Garth AUTHOR PHOTO

Kristin Garth is a Pushcart, Best of the Net & Rhysling nominated sonnet stalker. Her sonnets have stalked journals like Glass, Yes, Five:2:One, Luna Luna and more. She is the author of fourteen books of poetry including Pink Plastic House (Maverick Duck Press), Candy Cigarette Womanchild Noir (The Hedgehog Poetry Press), Flutter: Southern Gothic Fever Dream (TwistiT Press), The Meadow (APEP Publications) and Shut Your Eyes, Succubi (Maverick Duck). Follow her on Twitter: (@lolaandjolie) and her website http://kristingarth.com

Cover Photo Credit: Kylie Supski