A woman once said
She could tell
From a walk
Just how
A person
Stood
There have been
Clues
All along
That her world
Is climed
With gentle
Men
A knot
Or wisp
Of hair
Can heel them
To the ground
Tell me
How does one foot
Follow through
The other
At such
An insistent
Gate
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2013
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