she speaks to you
languid language
that says nothing
absolutely nothing
you hear a fainéant girl
with fingers unfit
and unwilling
you hear her from far below
she seems to be a tower
of nothing
absolutely nothing
but somehow still hovering
your friable tongue
inept and unwilling
her remarks strike you
lashing and leaving scars
then soothing
and healing completely
better when she’s silent
supplicating you
with her admirable smile.
Kelly Curiel
February 26, 2008
Thursday
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