Horripilation
On her legs
first sun then
shade as she rocks
shade sun shade
sun sun shade
makes rhythm
with shadow
in boots that
have walked through
dust dust and
dust
her fingers
spider dance across strings
as she spins
voice silk
to bring the
message
direct from
heaven
goose pimples
on her legs erupt
so many tiny
flesh mountains
each topped
with a flag wave of a single hair.
next to her an
orange lamp with a purple base
worn brown
lounge
a wall
thermometer with a picture of a moose
in an alpine
setting measures
this moments
air as
hot hot and
hot.
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