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Iambic Pentameter
Oh, I will be your executioner.
What do you want from me? Expect
milk, honey, flame, sleet and night,
stark daylight, love – yes, love – in handfuls, streams.
Big Bone Lick, Beaver Lick, horseflies, hands full
I tell you, you will fall, swoon, drink of me.
I will cup my hands, offer myself up.
Jennifer Thompson
