Bloodline

Bloodline

She twirls on the
palm of my hand
skin puckered to the swish
of her clear skirts
tap-tap
bare footfalls
up my arm
blowing through
the tangles of my weeping weaves
whistling by the drums
of these winding caverns
Thump~ a beat
‘Listen’
Thump—Thump!
‘Listen!’ she howls
‘The river of blood
that runs through All.’


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