Cave woman

By: Shelbi Henny

A sanction that produces

Serenity

In canyons

Smearing tar and clay

Conversing in the beginnings

Spacing stupidity

And coiling the meanings

As emancipations declare

Me blind

And dials in crackling

Endorsements of deceptions

Explaining that the most

Hurtful part is parties

Held by receivers

And tones

Deafening the corruption

Of tan, maroon, and chalk

Tracing my tachycardia

Eyes resting in shadows

As water bounce reflections

On cracks

How beauty is produced at

Night

When the fire burns out

And we are stuck in a cave

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