"You can't take a picture of this. It's already gone."

Tuesday, May 10, 2016


I have nearly perfected
the art of the inane deferential tone
flattery in a few short sentences.
Lightly seasoning the words with idioms
based on location
but rest assured,
every heart is blessed with equal fervor.

I can make well wishes
and salutations sound like
You'll never see my long hair
or my cauldron or a single
solitary talisman.
My profanity is perfectly silent.

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