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Excrescence

The quick snip, and off with the head.
Bevelled meniscus of a drop of pale yellow-green.
Tacky, it clings.
Smoothed between two, rolled fingers to thin strands and flicked, discarded.
Rummaging again to find another, and then;
A quick, satisfying snip.
That cycle of pressure and relief,
Suspense then satisfaction.
Sky_dancer
Written by Sky_dancer (The Cosmic Dragon)
Published
Author's Note
I'm interested in making the poetic out of the mundane, and even the repulsive.
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