Whispered words we will weld
Warm women whips wolves within
Wild wings with wrangled western winds
Wet wool wonders when we wander
Wit warps when walls wait.

Witches walk with welcomed wails
Wives weep when wombs widen
We won’t weed wells with wrapped winters
Weird ways which we welcome wishes
Why wiser woven wraths won’t wilt.

Poem by Jason S. Sullivan, 06-24-20

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