The Whisperer
(c) Singleton 2007
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He didn't hear her coming
barefooted
after the airplane crashed
white noise
everywhere
and he didn't hear her going
banging his gears
eyes darting
on empty
highways
dodging
neon traffic cones,
dead witches rising
from the blacktop.
But in the quiet,
she whispers to him
and it all
comes
Mother Sun rising
back
a feather
dipped in
indigo henna ink
tattoed
And then he
remembers
what he
cant
forget
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