Florence

rain falls on her like she falls
on the pills, killer whale swallowing
her to the floor

on the edge of the bed, head
in hands in red bra and black stretch pants

she’s in the bathroom with wet hands

she’s asleep in the tub

and she’s flailing at him
as she searches her closet frantically

and she’s dressed in his clothes
going berserk while serving guests

until finally the garden
the kiss and the shove

battling herself up the stairs

surrendering again to the floor