Monday, January 15, 2018

Naughty Child (Day 362)

Lingering over a clasp 
deciding wagging 
mouth awry
eyes twinkling 
in their nest 
of pale-mapped wrinkles 
fistlike clenched  
soapy and slick words 
slide from your lips  
puddling silken 
at your feet 
a pool of shame 
to your dismay 
they all look markedly 
away without a single smile

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

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