Answer this:
Entranced by smoke
and
(broken)
mirrors,
senses dulled by
altitude
sheepish grin
and stray wolf’s pelt worn
backwards,
map lost
tossed
to the wind,
how then shall she
cement these dense, frail phrasings
over the murmur of her own
cumbersome and reluctant heart?
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Written for the Sunday Whirl Weekly Wordle. Click here to see the words, and to play along:
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2012/02/26/wordle-45/
Love it.
Deep.
Amazing capture with so few words.
I love the parenthetical “broken” — you have been on a roll, my friend!! ❤