another perspective…..

by Hester Prynne

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-07-26 21:20:00

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with painted nails and sexy fingers, more adept than any ability that possesses me, at this time my mouth supple and berry from years of ripening my voice, expanding, contracting automatically, belly up across the horizon, one with the plateaus of my cinnamon, my almond, my limbs, more delightful, as they form me, becoming more agile with each day, to zero-out of the morning’s roar, me a mist that will never take shape in definitive form, only mysterious and foggy, in hiding, scent of musk, in the scorching heat of heart beating in liquid gulps that flow down to the dirt of my untended garden, coated life, asking to be heard, afraid to tell my shadows I’m not afraid of them, stifling the vigor that so wants to pump through my lusty veins in genuine scarlet, soul echos leave my shell with a cheshire grin, sleek and tan, but still growing…….