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Your gentle yellow feathers hanging from my mouth
A heart, talking brazen fearful, lozenges under my tongue
numbing the words, numbs those words, the swallowing
The swallowing of the sacrament, cannibal eats her own head.

sun feathered fanning lists a catalogue of woe
still, a coo issues, goose bumping through my breast

As prearranged we are starting a joint poetry venture I am late due to a funeral but better late than never .... much love Jayne