Her Face Gaunt
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Her face gaunt
whiskers from oddly coloured lumps
wrongly pathed teeth
plunge from
well i called it a smile
but not sure
kindness fawns into darkness
within the youngest eyes
coloured cloth hides
her mumbling wizened hair
thick woven sheets of shoop
dyed in their own blood
still think it should be shoop
wrinkles turn to darkened caverns
within her crumpled clothes
Stale held her breath
in lovers arms
Insects lathered themselves
in her pools of gravity
overcomplicated bone nubbins
scratch on see through skin layers
shivers in the summertime
thoughts of seeing the nubbins
pulling into the dark
seen from child's certainty
are draped shoulder too easily
encircled a hearty evil giggle
I stay close
so many ways disappear behind her
and lights from deep within suddenly glimmer
is home so far away
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