south from her heartbreak (poemoff 2)

south from her heartbreak (poemoff 2)

an ostrich flies north for the winter

(ignore the impossibility
just like you ignore
significant glances which have no meaning
for the blind)

your secrets are
whispers of vanilla caught mid-orgasm
unclasped fried eggs on a plate
perfect, beautiful
and ready to be consumed

The title of this poem comes from "OUT OF HER EYES" by Zack.