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4/05/2012

It is a constant fixture
At the back of her throat:
Sticky, thick,
Sick.
About as useful as vocals
(though not nearly as removable)
It grins, through her teeth and down her spine,
The echo of adrenaline shiver
It is on her breath, unseeable,
Outshined by the misleading smile she leaves.

1 comment:

Barry said...

"Outshines by the misleading smile she leaves."

Powerful line, it almost echoed when I left the page.