Silk or the reason for my madness
here’s the reason for my madness
-chef emeril, food network
The world is changing for me
opening up
unravelling
like the strings of a cocoon
silk
smooth silk
I had tied around myself
covered myself with
like a shell
of bees
and guzzling honey
from my soul
smooth sacred silk
of the wedding shroud
saree silk
sharara silk
wrapping around my throat
like a noose.
smooth and red
lovely and radiant
it lures
me
draws me
to its sheer hues
glittering
like the eye of mephistopheles
resplendent
with the noor on the head of a bride
red smooth sindoor
mingled
with sweat and dirt of the wedding guests
partaking of my fathers feast.
I wait
waiting by the bed
to be taken
home.
bride of allah
I stay
beside the one
who will take me there
smooth sacred and red
in my silk satin gown.
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