Three Poems II

Another mixed bag of older ones. I promise — no black licorice… mostly. On the other hand, there might be a few pieces of anisette-flavored chips in there. Sorry.

slipstream shift slideways
mistward… shadow-walk
hollow hills, hidden beaches
her hand in mine

rust red rose
transpose, turndown
languishing lush lips listing
side to
side to
side to
- - stut-tut-tut-ter

shadow and memory
splintered in her head and
tin soldiers tattooed marching
over a rocky ledge

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