I should add to my poem collection
I am low on the starch of words.
Don’t you love words?
I do.
Some of them are bitter,
But surely for a sweetness later
That will be complex, and flow
Throughout my tongue.
Or a sort of sour that opens my eyes
And closes my mouth.
And the best of them, I have not tasted
Yet, but they are hidden somewhere
In a woman’s spice cabinet, I think.
I can smell them when it’s windy.
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