ONE METER

like a child laughing

one meter

from a rifle

 

corporeal memory: a mauve fog

pressures every cell

 

preabsolved by coronation

his black gold-filled turban

at 9 she was torn zigzagged

when his two hands came around her

 

when his two hands colonized all

Body

became fetus

shriveled beneath his robe

the sky hallucinated her world:

a void matching

an absent mother’s

or some older brother’s

soft

inner elbow