The Not-So-Little Mermaid (She Haunts Me, She is Me)
WRITTEN BY CELINE CHOI
she chokes,
there is Human mold encroaching inside
from under the bath faucet
asphyxiation is close when Bloodlines are lost
to fighting water
which on all accounts of the
Sciences and Mathematics
should have dissolved as seafoam years ago
instead, let me introduce myself,
it is who I am, problematically, prophetically, the Ocean consumes all
the sirens stopped singing so long ago
how could they ever have
Existed?
my brain is
Drowning and Burning
all at once
i refuse to Eat
anything
except
myself
my Pathetic bones which stopped existing Tuesday (and Thursday) night
Binge on Worthlessness
Cheers!
to that pantry light glare
smoothing your slick Prison Body
smile for me beautiful (more like carcass)
a filet mignon
radiating
delicious, delectable, life’s Purpose
tether your maternal maturing full body
to Time’s chains around your
Achilles Heels
Destruction’s Eden as in post-bath
you left an ocean of feeling okay,
of feeling Pretty
with Hunger
how Dare you,
the dishes piling around are
your life long Best Friends
you Ate them
crushed the gears of love’s biological clock
the tick- the strum- the singular hummingbird in the Panic closet heart of yours
replaced by the menstrual cycle a half-year in the making
it is a sign
Repeat,
i’ll hold you close in a deathly embrace if you never come back,
Little Mermaid
there is mold