Esoteric

by J. Otis Powell (with interrobang) 

She stands with bare feet 

On a marble bathroom floor

The temperature outside has not yet

Reached up to the predicted low for today

These days she keeps mostly to herself

No one else can bear it

These cold solitary dawns

When she thinks of love

She is confronted with the clumsiness 

Of language in her head saying too m...

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