Danielle Mckinney Dream Catcher, 2021. Acrylic on Canvas.
my naked body spills upon the couch
eyes losing the strength to open
so I lie here.
still as a painting
life’s pang lingering between breasts–
this the pause I take after the day packs up its shit
somehow I’m still tense,
doubting if the day’s work was enough (If I am enough).
being a brown figure, with red and black contours
too tired to put titties on a pretty–lace platter
too tired to be clothed
too tired to find a distraction to take me away
so I sit in it.
Let the cigarette balance on an ashtray,
Let the exhaustion
rupture every fabric off my body.
my limbs sink between blue-colored cushion
as still as a painting
I, a frozen image.
proof of a tired woman