i trace the pattern deeperMature

A collection of poems and "prosetry" for my "write every day (or nearly) for the entire year" project, titled PSITHURISMS. Beginning January 1, 2013.
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I trace the pattern deeper 

grinding it into the flesh, 
circling, circling, circling.

The vowels jumble on my tongue 

and tumble out, spilling
into the creases of my lips. 

Some things cannot be said -

not in all the languages of the world,
combined. The syllables don’t add up. 

The End

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