words
as wriggly as eels
as coy as a caged bird
with the door open
as forward as behind you
on a Möbius curve
the thunder of cotton wool
the silence of the big bang
the kiss of a dagger
the cut of a smile
as one says
so one is not known
for the prodigal unknown
the words fattened calf
are out to graze
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