Speak
loosen tongue from glue-like
mooring, from spatula press
against the ridges of palate
give breath to pluck vocal
chords long left unplayed,
rusting from neglect
part lips, dull and cracked
as stone, unmoving and
threatening moss, speak
and fill ears with voice
like honeyed wine, sweet
enough to drown any
poison, sweet enough to
hide your own
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Sunset over Ely Cathedral l VeronicaJoPo
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𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟸𝟸, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟸
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶-𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
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