Little clown, my heart,
Spangled again and lopsided,
Handstands and Peking pirouettes,
Backflips snapping open like
A carpenter’s hinged ruler,
Little gimp-footed hurray,
Paper parasol of pleasures,
Fleshy undertongue of sorrows,
Sweet potato plant of my addictions,
Acapulco cliff-diver corazón,
Fine as an obsidian dagger,
Alley-oop and here we go
Into the froth, my life,
Into the flames!
From: Cisneros, Sandra, Loose Woman: Poems, 1994, Vintage: New York, p. [unnumbered].
(https://books.google.com.au/books/about/Loose_Woman.html?id=5OsBxRcVYbgC)
Date: 1994
By: Sandra Cisneros (1954- )
From Troubles of The World 
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