MOUTH

This slit
across the face surprises
with the vastness
of the hollows
whose depths it opens.
Keep it closed and still
they see the shadows
through your eyes.
Mouths must surround, 
yet keep death out.
Mouths must suck, take
in as much as courage 
allows.  And fill
that dark with crowds.

—Steve Rasnic Tem

Steve Rasnic Tem Website

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