This picture is entitled, "Lonely Familiar".
Domesticated Magicians
Harvest
the remnants of whispers
dangling between
dead lovers.
(leathery sacs
that catch on the ridges
of queasy fingertips)
Greedily,
stuff them in your mouth;
feel them envelop
teeth and tongue
as they spread to moist throat.
Each urge to cough
is a bruised word
that slips on bloody lips
and drops
into the pockets
of fallen magicians
who have sold their secrets
in order to secure
a home in heaven.
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