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lambs ears

(When Dark Doves Fly competition)  

wrested from a flight
I whispered back, each stem’s name
that had fermented in her perfume.  
a collapse of my head  
upon her nape of morning mist,  
where blood had flowered  
anabatic musks; guiding me  
under a nettled raiment.  
…and I shoplifted, scruffed this moment  
and placed it into the crosshairs

 my on/off switch  
as her flushed spine, unzipped  
with heavens weight crumbling.  
caryatid; from whom each cracked pore  
poured red dusted sand  
leaking through much  too clumsy fingers  
in learned helplessness.  
I lost her to a finer mosaic.  
Written by nomoth
Published | Edited 17th Aug 2019
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