Apollo & Daphne

the brooks bubble again
sweat beads lace round
necksnnecks heady with jazz
necksnmints circlets and braids loop
necksnthrough rivers of hair

sweet sense is slumbering today
haloed hazy summurmurs
necksntrails laughter tumbles
necksnroses weave crowns

he was after my nature she said
so I made nails bloom
necksnflowers in stone
necksnrooted leaves in toes
necksnmarbled myself cried Amontillado

what marvel is this?
his look
necksnset suns
necksnmade clouds fly
necksnfelled Earth crying
who would run away from paradise?

odes could be written about
the way summer died

they’ll think we were dancing


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