DELICATE ENOUGH

i am delicate enough

like a white ice flake 
that hangs on spiders thread 
after hes gone
just before 
it shines and shrinks dripping in the days slow nudge
or
a
small child in that shock after a fall
face all open
deciding
laying rocking like a turtle

delicate enough
to breath heavy as a horror show at nothing
and it sounds like someone else 
piped in in THX
and
echoes into the deep ringing and tunnel vision
of 
Breakdown

delicate enough to pretend 
you're all
gypsy princess's
thatched and oiled
and
common exotic
out of time and timeless with floral dresses and bangles
and
knives
stolen to use at night

and delicate enough to see the sun as we used to
and
tie
its image
around
a
strangers head for hope and health
in the fear of the next life
either
way
it
goes