we sway in the wind with
liquid intentions, all
hips, ribs and legs
interlocking.we sway with supple whispers,
flexing femurs
and wrenching shin bones,
like twisted words spit
from the lips of an empty boned man.dead eyes, dead minds,
we are an abandoned owl’s nest
in a rotting trunk
swaying amidst the to and fro
of a ghost’s muttering,
ocher leaves bleeding from
bulged eye stretched skin.
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raresenses said:
MAN, your alliterations and imagery are so real and vivid. Saying this out loud brings the words to life. It’s so short and concise. The words are heavy, deliberate and full of nostalgia. Well-written, I love it.
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