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and
turned it inside out.......
and
beat it with flaming branches
as small, bent twigs
fell
into the smouldering ashes....licked, ticked a spark
and
settled into the foundering pyre....brittle...
soft in its burning..........
and
lashed it with still-green buds..........the spit of their juice sizzled as unborn petals curled, twisted....
a second's gleam.....
silent
but
for a gasp.....an intake...
respire tamed......
.lingering....
.halted......
suspended
.burnt seed scattered......
every question another answer...
every answer another question..........
buried.....
to
emerge
re-formed....
re-gestated........
swallowed
and
regurgitated....
as hollow and as full as ever.......
as gleaming and as sullen....
as clouded and as clear.......
as thirsty and as sated........
as rash
and
as wise.........
and as hungry...........
delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
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