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santina
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A practice poem, to see if I should continue writing poetry.

thirst

The tips of his fingers traced

her hip

Rivulets of warmth hastened

to quicken the depths

of a long chaste palm

Hunted eyes curved around

a spindle of black

His last day of worth,

compared to men

of reasonable infirmity

The lamb deceived by the goat, descending into what is left over.

Crusted bread, crumbled cheese,

a curled tomato untouched on a tray

Moonlight-shot glass, ground white

in a bowl of hay and pestle

Shadows on top of shadows

Stretching, dysmorphic, feeding

empty spaces

A bitter white cup upended, staining what is left over.

The ceiling laughed and shook its head

Sheets wadded up, an outstretched arm,

sooty lashes askew

Riders coming,

torches spotting and dotting

between winter trees

A tiny mouse hunched over,

astride a mason’s windowsill,

reflected black eyes

A sweet red cup upended, staining what is left over.

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