Her name is Vial,
Hungering vessel;
A work in progress.
She draws ambrosia
Through my fingertips;
Extraction, osmosis;
A light breakfast
Of innuendos and synonyms--
Incandescent substance;
Difficult phrases,
Droplets of sticky honey;
I shake them off into
A glimmering ocean,
Stirred with slow moonbeams;
Something simmers.
I squeeze, bit by bit,
'Til Vial opens, tips,
Spills across the page,
Sowing shades of meaning.
Eat the words that grow,
Your pulsing dinner.
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