i went into absorption for months...

upon returning to words i found

they had atrophied--like spotting an

ant through a keyhole.

they came so sparely, one by one...

wondering why i wished to violate

the silence that so blessed me.

so they sat next to one another in

lotus position, and poems were emanated.

they became more and more voluminous,

to the point of daily.

as if being summoned by a spell...slowly

poured into a glass and spilled into a pair

of lips.

to be reabsorbed by her mouth.