Do I need another
page, one clean
and open?
Or will my thoughts
lay down
on this one
one - dated long ago
long ago
earmarked
and
intended
to sop up the musty drippings
from a rampant naked
urge
tossed about
on my sofa
such drippings
a gravy rich
with honey pounded
and stirred
from the paraffin smooth
spaces
swirled
hot cream
curdles
as
it
runs
down
to
the
worn hard
creaking
slats
rendering an amaranthine
stain
worse
than scarlet
a milky
white shadow
where others
will walk
and
know
it can never be
unseen
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