Poetry Wednesday – Taste

Taste

Taste the hands drinking
My darkness up with vigor
Put it back into embrace
When I come around again
Shimmy shake out along
Vines of forgotten leaders
I once counted out on
One handed severed limits
On midnight wizardry lands
Taste the hands wrestling
My darkness agitated with vigor
Put it back into holding
When I come around again
Shimmy shake out along
Vines of abandoned lovers
I once counted out on
One sacrificial palm extended
Over midnight wizardry lands

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