rl swihart
STIRRING
1
Intuiting the way over
floorboards
his stocking feet traversed
the barrel of their shotgun flat
2
Pausing just left of the broom
closet
his pendulous shadow
flickered beneath the candelabra
3
Even though
Even if
4
Creamy vortex of chowder --
Long wooden spoon --
Glorious arm sprouting from sleeve
and tapering to more glorious hand --
He started at the nape of her neck
and worked his way down
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