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Saturday, November 28, 2015

Fantasy 11 : Ecosystem


Pockmarked by rain,
Warts of a frog
On browning rainbow,
Floating wisp
Of strangulation,
A waiting net
For innocents --
Useful innocents.
I wish they could fly,
I wish they could eat
Whatever they wanted,
I wish they were not slave
To misplaced pride.

Guiltily, sleep lingers;
Adamant hunger
Seeks attention,
When distraction hops
Into the doorway --
Little ball of fur,
Like the song;
She even makes the face.
I wish she could fly,
I wish she could live
Wherever she wanted,
I wish she wasn't born
To be carried to death.


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