THE AFTERBIRTH

by Judy Joy Jones


Last night i painted

and destroyed

my apartment


Carpet stained

turpentine aroma

so strong

my head split in two


Hands feet and hair

multicolored spectacle


Even destroyed

two other paintings

in the process


This birth

was wild violent

and impossible

but born it was


Didnt give a damned

for cleanliness

security deposits

or my health


No this baby

came thru me

powered by

the spirit world


And like

the worst hurricane

turned all around it

into the stoneage


Im looking

at this painting

hanging on my wall

smooth and beautiful

smiling back at me


I gave it life

and it took mine


c jj 2020 




  Judy Joy Jones