Kate Winslet’s eyebrows
are the arms of an Olympic swimmer
in the last length of the butterfly.

The devil’s eyebrows
are knitted from the nose hairs of infants.

Winona Ryder’s eyebrows are safety pins
holding her face together.

The fieldworkers eyebrows
are sweat rags stitched
directly into his forehead.


John Keats eyebrows 
are two maple coffins
being carried across a field of snow.

And your eyebrows are church benches
I want to be carved into like initials.