Yawn Poem by Liyo Denorte

like a shrink-wrap for a bosom
I'll coat myself to the bone
a cocoon, silk and light concoction
a marriage of prison and freedom
homeostasis, boredom, one-on-one
not having the strength to run
burying myself at home

this tweedy spot
of tatami mat
good for a kabuki play
I'll apply make-up
a lure to any connoisseur

twisting myself in a suppressed plié
toes clumped, swiveled heels
pivoting into quick purr

a lioness
a bucket full of dusk