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receipt
in the middle of the face of the receiving the best conceivable gift that could possibly exist in this moment for the creature conglomerate that is this woman otherwise known as me
is a smile waiting to see you forever a flag flapping over a heart cracked and stretched top layers pulled open and back to see and show and tell and be pure sincerity
it is an end in sight of the eyes above the happy mouth and nose breathing genuine light drawn in and borne out for the center of the universe inside
i have no more questions about whether i was ever loved well
what a tender business more a delicate gesture ultimate shared pleasure in the agony of opening up what is honestly in order to be connected with what is meant to be put back together with the outer other simple and excruciating as humanity
antonym
a story tracks my quiet listening
a plot stalks my breathing silent
a moral marks my footprints following
the meaning life leaves behind
the being living
the sensation knowing
the sharing giving
not caring what you make of it later
in terms of opposites there is nothing to counter time
{what was hung} upon the sound of her laughter
like the crone and the charming poison snake injured she turned out the world despite the circumstances in favor of her blood earned sweat turned own truth
she licked her palms spat over both shoulders for thoroughness shook the world in wet and vigorous hands nodded before turning round casual and walking her own scuffed and muddy path away alone
returning capable yet uninterested in speaking her own she came back gleaming eyed with the truth of others painful and crooked stories made funny by the sound of her laughter mixed in exquisite with the telling
they were never sure if it was madly ironic or the loveliest most sincere thing
but more importantly they knew it didn't matter
and they listened
she {both of them}
a perfectly sized perfectly sweet drink poured perfectly tight and neat past your lips in perfect potency
red hinged on a hint of lilac pink licked slick and aglisten with the liquid strength of feminine tender swing
for everything she has ever been through and the nothing she will forever say hurt her early and wrong
conveyed on the tips of perfect fingers
dancing and swirling between the eyes and mouths of women grown girls sitting cross-legged across the coffee table from each other
the floor a world without end all around them
respect swirling in mad quavering ripples all of consequence and none
both more and less than innocent
oaky
quercine, the talk turned from trees to feed
all was given for the sake of meated chins and daring
of choice
eat scorpions howl at the moon turn left since counter is always the direction be it dancing or skates or racing
if it takes four rights to equal one left turn it might pay to get your blinker fixed be brave and direct traffic along streets you select with intention
as she is always the best partner
even if I seem to prefer accident on most occasions