Tautology
This line is lost in the clouds.
This line is wandering in the rainforest.
This line has found its way through the garden gate.
This line is pulling beets for dinner.
[LSS, 12/10/20]
Simile
You sleep like a praying mantis
lying on its side,
your knees and elbows
almost touching,
consuming your husband,
your children, yourself,
and the world around you
one deep breath after another.
[LSS, 12/10/20]
Widow’s Walk
Your pores are open slips
waiting for lost ships
to return to the marina.
[LSS, 12/10/20]
Apostrophe
You isn’t you, of course;
we both already knew,
but it’s such a fine device
for turning over a response,
and even, perhaps, to further
the conversation in a voice
we both will recognize.
[LSS, 12/10/20]
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