Just
as she opened
the gifts
Time went
Whistling
Trill
Lilts and Airs
Tingling
Fingering
Sneaking
previews – a scented
Complimentary
Card read:
‘Be not hurt by these
small tokens. Love
Jocasta.’
She
Convulsed
With warm lament
for one hour
summer’s
nitrous
salt rain
subsumed
in silence.
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