what heart of soul w
you were twenty-one
Sitting in the kitchen
Villeneuve summer
going
ink blots all over hair
long as a dog just as
straggled notice them as's
'says Mary'
leans into brushes
shining glimmer happy hippy hair
against my neck
a neck is a word standing up by itself
'a neck is a beautiful word'
that lets the mouth speak
reach over to its nearest kin
say I love you
I love you neck
all neck
what the h___?
lose
you've lost
it all anyhow
its love's body
love
shyness daffodil
raffle
kidnapped by the hour
of its ointment
the ostrich of
the long ball
hurry back assuring its
becoming ebb flow
its rush heart spell-bound
in the care of its hour
it tilts
to your eyes
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