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 Literature -

 Empty Words

 Gamori

 Seductress

 Outcast

 Morning

 Smitten

 Dénouement

 Vengeance

 4 Letter Word

 Hesitation

 My Pretty

 Dawn

 Describing The Dawn

 


Dénouement

These things I say to you are lies
written and written, 
and written again
to pass the time between
spaces and sentences and breaths taken.
This is the wilderness in my veins
rushing in my ears, water whispering
like the crickets sighing between walls.
Needlework of enemies calling softly through trees
fireflies and darkness passing from one side to another
the ballads of love and warring hearts and nations.
Our bodies harsh screaming jungles
each rib a notch of distance, a battle won
as we fall again into tangles of each other 
(when the phone rings, it is your voice)
I want to hear, violent like water
as we fall into the fine sunlight
hands curving against crescents of flesh
moving on and against and in.
These things I say to you lose their sound
and hang in the air above us like a trembling jewel

--m.g.