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May 2018
The Furies
break the rain's fall,
for a drink to spring.
opening wide with
predatory accuracy.
hungering more than
hungering things.
to blush their pallid
cheeks, with a hint of
life.
this go round, of this
elemental ploy--gathered
thus.
as above ground, blades
of grass may be bent,
certain with intent.
the vengeance of direction,
nonplussed by deed done.
a harrying net thrown upon
worms parading as flowers.
the close quarters of winter's
spring breeds both ways.
the napes of flowers bristle.
*The Furies were the mythological Greco-Roman goddesses of vengeance.
Onoma
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