Lust

 

is a leaking ship in the ocean of your
guts. The iron hull glides through acres
of organs, splitting smooth muscle, unmooring
livers and pancreas from their harbors. The ship
spurts gallons of hormones like a leaky oil
tanker. You whole body lists and if finally
subsumed.



                —Tiffany Lee Brown


Excerpted from A Compendium of Miniatures, prose poems by Tiffany Lee Brown. Tiger Food Press, Portland, 2007.