#2,678 I have heard
I have heard those re-counted
rumours about my past –
truth
is a shallow trough
[that none
feed from] –
I have been told I
should write a book –
a darker
view from my honest perch –
I
will demure –
for now
[or until
my patience has worn away] –
let those stumbling witches &
their tongues trip over dozen-
ish songs of ear-dulling spells
[watch word-ripe gossips fall]