Intimation

Plumules outweigh

Whispers,

Tucked softly under chin,

Warmly cloistered near the skin,

Seeping into mind,

Heart.

Rumors,

A mote,

Floats,

On a sunlight spear,

Slips inside unwary ear,

Amplified,

Echoed lip to lip,

Rolls down,

Gains mass,

Until transcending

All the gas,

Metamorphs,

Into divorce,

Or worse,

A dagger tip,

Beneath the rib.

4/2018

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