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Tongue by Stephen Bone

Tongue

Before the twist
and roll of words

licked you into shape
you were there

a shell-less mollusc
sponging up
the sweet and sour

old silvery charmer
doorstep gossip
good and ill slipping from you

plump greedy suckling
rude urchin
love’s soft bed fellow

may you always be in the pink.

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Stephen Bone’s latest pamphlet, Plainsong (Indigo Dreams)was published in 2018.

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