A Preponderance of Poems

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She is haunted by a whirl of wandered
words, a swirl of syllables, a soliloquy

of song. She’s long learned she must
write them down, or drown. Some have

truth. Some talons, teeth, sharp tips;
but nothing with properly chapped lips.

 

 

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1 Response to A Preponderance of Poems

  1. S says:

    I have read this several times. It’s wonderful and so much fun to read aloud. 🙂

    “She is haunted by a whirl of wandered
    words, a swirl of syllables” … It seriously IS a haunting. There’s no greater peace attained than when the words stop breaking apart behind my eyes. It really is an invisible visual madness.

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