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Easter Promises

Silk smooth words, well-rounded, sweet with chocolate glaze; gold and easy on the ear, all in one basket counting the days. Ovular syntax rolling on tongue, luxuriant in a speech bubble; hairline cracks form on fragile shell, a sense of unease, a sense of trouble. What have I done? relinquished trust to whatever line I would swallow; promises, promises, moulded then broke, every Easter Egg was hollow...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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