Four Voices I: Auden’s

Four Voices

I

Auden’s

Clio’s lips pierce
Flesh of neck’s
Shudder’s

rush as souls
chill flames
to soothe

my carried hell.
time’s river
flows in ruins

gaze, dividing
flesh of bleeding
hands.

Tepid walls
Of self kneel
Gorged fat

upon unknown
mercies-
fragile.

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