Words
enter flesh
melting into pores
puncturing plumped skin
seeping through swollen folds
insinuating themselves between
clutched fingers
pursed lips
crossed legs.

One
word
unlocks
all those
closed places.

I
was sure
I’d locked up
tight for the night
but I was wrong.

2 Responses

  1. First time visitor; need to read more to form an opinion. Stuck on my own story, so exposure to other styles and venues will be helpful…be in touch. Thanks:)

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