you are delicious
before saliva is awakened
by the mind-hunger for taste
a stream-speak
is unaware of banks
but lives for the free-fall of dams
penmanship is always over-dressed
scrawl has the earnestness of intent
the kiss of the page as focus
spillage of the heart as relevance
for you, there are no such things as details
just full frontal
the embrace of the moment in its passing
can't bargain with the now
that is ever arriving
just offering honesty as a greeting
blood and venom are both so sweet
when one is deeply aware
either, is as ink
dependent upon the owner's grasp
as verbiage becomes as a visual flow . . .
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