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Spoken words


Morning dew-drops
.....Frozen immutability...
Takes the silver ladders
spun webs and glistening whirls
....she spoke and ranted, then gave up
she knew she was whirling again
and then not...
Aphids hop and fruit flies buzz
...the More dank and rotten One is..
Compost pile, piglets rooting, worms and slugs took over
...Who stood and watched...
who stepped and walked
who claimed and evolved
...No one...
why would they...
is their glitter and glass in a pile...?
mayhap some see,
                Who will wait ,
...rank wafts of fetid air...
Breath dank and mushy
...Sometimes W/we speak ,
Many times W/we think
...Should He stop...
None will come since none knew the language He spoke...

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