the taste of a secret
lingers on the tongue
raw and heavy
it's robust flavors
rustle between teeth
and shout for freedom
a spoon made of guilt
a cup of shame sorbet
one scoop, one bite
one memory at a time
and calm cheeks
keep the truth
Helena Malheur © 2010
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