slack-thighed and painted <br />like a red indian queen <br />she is enormous in the clearing. <br />animals come from the forest <br />with claws like bowie knives <br />teeth like sharpened daggers. <br />she regards them as mountains do <br />the approach of mountaineers. <br />in a headlong rush <br />she is mounted by a giant stag <br />whose antlers stab the belly of the sky. <br />it is seen that she is insatiable. <br />soon goats graze quietly <br />on the slopes of her massive thighs <br />coneys peep behind her breasts <br />while the bloodcrazed eyes of weasels peer <br />from the tangles of her hair. <br />come darlings, lets go to bed, she says <br /> <br />when the groundskeeper came next morning <br />he found them like that <br /> <br />the whole world in her arms.<br /><br />Brian Purdy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-would-take-the-world-to-bed/
