Blunders: #6 Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

The eyes
Are such finicky
Keepers

Her eyes lost
Glow, can’t even
Keep her little secrets.

And that is when
I lunge and attack:
When she is most bare

I lay love all around
The floor, surrounding her
Until I do something wrong

And that is when my
Eyes are bare
And hers too

Now we fix things
Join bones and form
Structures again

Just to break
And rebuild
And break

A flabbergasting repetition
An undulation:
Beauty, malice.