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Poems – L.over

L.over
 
Good place for a waterfall, I said
the base of your spine
where a child’s bird
wings
in a simple curve
you fly above me
 
Skin can touch tight, you said,
but we are closer
inside
 
N.ow
only the c.old she.ets
s.m.other me
folds like a clam
rubbing tender
emptiness
no p.earl
inside eit.her
 
Only st[r]ings
where once were
wings
and I am c.loser
inside
close.d
 
By Jena Griffiths
2006