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Gossip

They hoarded secrets like a mist:

revealing cacti one swirled swoop

then blanket dullness

senses agog

sounds enhanced

in chilly fold

of disapproval.

 

Those feathered gatherings would peck

and peck

tormentor turned in briefest glimpses

piranha-like they razed to bone

then spat him out like worthless junk.

 

You hear the whisper -

don’t you? –

the sullen sigh of barely there?

No matter how, no matter when,

the ooze will seep

and knead

to stick.

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4 thoughts on “Gossip

  1. How true. How sadly true.

  2. As someone whose family was a victim of vicious gossip, not once, but twice, I think you portray its devastating effects well.

  3. How incredibly apropos… :)

  4. Sounds like society ladies at high tea

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