The mouth cannot stop

working— it opens
and closes and chews,
it eats and drinks.
It purses and preens
toward a wand of color
then blots the traces
of a kiss or its
approach. Snip
the fine hairs
on each side of
the philtrum:
Cupid’s bow, love
charm, indentation
left when a finger
pressed the lips
together to keep
the wisdom of
the world or
a simple secret
from spilling out
and escaping.


In response to Via Negativa: Chainsaw.

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