Sunday, December 8

Nectar Words



NECTAR WORDS
You made her do it.
Nectar words,
Sugaring layers of corrugated steel
With glass.

She wandered halls
Infinite.
Waited for ambrosial speech,
The phraseology of the gods,
Honey-dewed lips
Formulating the unformulated.
Entertained the notion of discovering
Pleasure in self pity,
Satisfaction in sadness.

She waited.

Waited.

And you made her do it.
Speak now only sweet nectar words,
Sugaring, 
Encasing what writhes beneath.

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