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 Oct 2017
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She is mathematics,
bare necessity in numbers

Curvature and roundness,
symmetrical circumference
lies in the rise of her hips

A tanned half moon,
a breast

A pose

The fall equinox begins
in the shadow
of the small of her back

Night looms beyond, below
connecting beauty's dots

Her body reclines,
hand resting between waist
and hip, an impasse

Head at rest
held by soft hand.
 Oct 2017
S Olson
words are dying
painfully
in a hairy storm
of electric eruptions

beckoning winter’s
deathly tempest
rampart
like an iceberg fist—

—My fires have been talking
far too closely with my waters

of how our love
could be a rock elephant—
a temple, whole, or magnificent
like an incantation
on a balanced leg;
but you, scissor-cat
of forget-me-nots;
but you—favorite
flower eating our paper mouse:
pining affection is thin
and imbalanced inertia
in love is a bolted door.
 Oct 2017
Sarita Aditya Verma
Bring in the Stash
'No-cache'
Spin Them
In The Bin

Oh Yes,
The Recycle Bin
Centrifuge The Thoughts
Accelerate The Spin
Let it Cool

Skim
The Supernatant Thoughts
A~Blend Synthetically Homogenous Words
A Quick Stir
Win Win

Stash
The Residue
Bottle it Well
For a Later Spin

Amalgamate
A~Miscible Thoughts
Repeat The
Centrifuge
Oh Yes
In
The Recycle Bin

Anew Spin

Treasure The Bin
Win Win
Whatever thoughts have been stashed away unused/ gone awry
Bring them together.
'No cache' - revalidate/evaluate
Use the recycle bin as a centrifuge,
Of course metaphorically,
Then give it a spin in the centrifugal
Machine , picking up the supernatant thoughts( centrifugation separates the liquids/chemicals) blend it with homogeneous words and use them to win .
The residue left after centrifugation
Can be stocked for later process and using miscible thoughts and words .
All this in the mind . ((:
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