The Objects
by Sue Chenette after gvance’s "How it Started" and JD’s "Pertinacious" and "Sheltered Lengths"

Wary of words
they stood naked in limning light,
brightly opaque, perennial.

It was the bangles tempted them,
half-scrawled with the glamour
of being named,

and so they acquiesced when
jibberish held out a braceleted arm
beginning the long dance.
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