I’ll wear black before I wear white
It’s all mourning until then
Grief
Blended with the night
Veiled
I’ll swim in the darkness
Prior to glory in the light
Nothing’s nothing about anything without you
Itching at my wrists
Biting at my lips
Blood
Subtle gestures at my hips
Curtsy to kings and queens for aisle’s sake
A grocery store aisle with red carpeting
Attending
Operas
Slippers missing
Spindle spellbound and sleeping
Doe prancing, ballerinas, and sugarplum fairies
I’ll wear black before I wear white.
Adam and Eve stayed together even after exile…