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Greg McVerry

Hushed Gossip
split on summer's
in forgivines of
sins unfolding
in green chandeliers
hanging precariously
to drought
strings of
rain that will not sing
unseen bounces on
bird songs
from above
as time tickles
toes from below.

Our simple existence,
pollen in a
warrm breeze
conscience but a wisp
as we silence ourselves to stories
the wood tells


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