God
is a many-headed lioness
I am clamped in a set of jaws
she tosses her head
bone-piercing where teeth
penetrate
I do not die
she shakes
there is no truth
but this
love
is gone
solace indiscrete
I act in love
not with love
somewhere
it escaped
I make myself
limp
to be the
shaken one
the best
shakee
one can
be
bunny
lives
another
day
-Celia Quinn
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