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Aug 2012
slither steady,
holy, swollen tongue.
grace the ear
with silky sorrow; wind
is hollow, is a whisper

is silence between
skin when hips are hips
are rose-hips, horsewhips
hollow

of butter in summer
and honey in autumn.

thicken, my throat,
morning will liquefy and harbor
your thoughts, sleep steady
syllables,
breathe silently in the night;

sleep steady.
Alysha L Scott
Written by
Alysha L Scott  Yuma, AZ
(Yuma, AZ)   
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