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Dripping

latest tears not necessary

descending like ripe apples

hapless hints of discontent

the dew sunlight dapples

 

I remember when we met

calf with a hint of muscle

smile like morphine drops

amid a mad festive bustle

 

not a gratuitous weeping

eyes dry as desert dunes

she swayed like Salome

irrespective of the tunes

 

veils swathe damp eyes

dismantled all invitation

hooded as a hawk head

reservoirs for dictation

 

shrunk each flabby calf

sunken the plump cheek

smile baked into apathy

eyes cold-tuned to leak

 

atop the wastes of Sahara

tears too precious to shed

suburban vice of weeping

when love drips until bled

drippingtearseyesweepingleakbled

◄ Coping

The Sailor ►

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