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Muddy Waters

you are a raven’s breath  flower skin  the hushed supplications of butterflies knelt in worship   at sunrise  you sit on the wooden porch  mid summer afternoon  blood orange scarf fringed across your narrow shoulders reading about things past  when   thunderclouds  roll  in  you do not rush to collect an umbrella  or motion your lover for a raincoat you sit  still opening your mouth to drink