Margaret, nude,
descending a staircase,
collecting her silk
and gold,
distorting her sex
in glass,
running her eyes
in streams
of red, and black
and blue,
can paint
herself,
with thin
fingers
and loose socks,
smiling
in front of an
ocean
swallowing a ship.
Its mast
just above the
water,
and its sails
picking
up the sea.