Mesmerized
by the slow flowing honey
he fashions one golden loop
on buttered toast.
Its impotence makes him weep.
His eyes close.
The wand slips from his fingers
and topples to the floor.
This weekend Trifecta asked for exactly 33 words, 30 of your own and three of the
following:
topple paradigm underneath
nerve honey loop
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