~
*Sun drips
on leaves
not the backyard variety
but the trembling kind
the kind
that weld night-time
intermissions to
the roof of the mouth
sonnet-filled
evaporation
reveals
the timely concealment of
a very, weary
inanimate object
at the brink
just enough hip
to be woman
just enough wild
to be frontier*
~
Jul 25, 2024
Jul 25, 2024 at 2:49 PM UTC
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*Sun drips
on leaves
not the backyard variety
but the trembling kind
the kind
that weld night-time
intermissions to
the roof of the mouth
sonnet-filled
evaporation
reveals
the timely concealment of
a very, weary
inanimate object
at the brink
just enough hip
to be woman
just enough wild
to be frontier*
~
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