black poem (in) w(h)itch moth

ghost flutter                                wing reflex
fist ripples                        in stoma/ch/asm
expectant                               in autumn air
rolling black                            backf/lip/ids

nocturnal spinning                        in which
a fairground                     is a waiting room

summer day                                   flash flood
polka dot                                                oil slick
heavy feathers                           treacle beak

in which                         the words are stuck
darkness rotates          in/voluntary waltz

Sarah Crewe

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