Spoon, 03/03/2021

By Liphi   

a round tip for a head
curves showing in body in bed
spine’s free from lumps and breaks
greyish shines in remake
shallow bowl that enters in,
shining silver or dirty brown
core’s bark and steel
does not feel nor heal
rings against stone and clay
scent of rust and fresh rain

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Just spoons.