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two hands

06.05.13 Posted in today's words by

Daniel Wilcox’ most recent poem to appear here was Clammy Chops (May 2012).

two hands
By Daniel Wilcox

two hands

after a fine guitarist’s set,
hidden music
through the spheres

out in the audience
hidden in the middle, two arms
under a table with two full glasses


two hands commune
as if the one
and only touching
on earth,
before the fall

for an hour and a half

embodied, that
warm embrace of their fingers
and palms

close slow dancing

no palming
but sheer magic
one body, one spirit

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