True Cut 5

Rise and fall
  And rise.    And fall
  Now slave to a rhythm
beyond her control
  Arms stretched wide
  in trusting surrender,
Chrissie waits…


Up and down and
  up and down Jo
  daubs her belly
berry brown and
  veils her senseless
  sleep-filled form with
shrouding drapes.

True Cut 5



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