the back half of election week

on wednesday i birthed a desert rose from beneath my skin

& drizzled candle wax against the sun’s first light

fingers stained rouge; trepidation churning within

on thursday i lined my eyes with mercury’s blood

& danced with neptune under the cover of night

clavicles creaking, i basked in this lawless flood

friday collapsed in the sands of time

& i indulged in her fatal plight

ankles fractured against ocean brine

mirages plucking at eyelids aflame

& we wait for waxen wings aflight

waiting for november to call the name

& for irate rebellion to incite