Saturday 10 June 2017

A Mirage Image

A Mirage Image

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Fraught in tended
my flock of words,
pastures of memory
grazed at the knees.
Around every oasis
the gazelle words
leap over
tiger words,
read in tooth and clause,
stanzas in stampede,
your emotions fall
prey brought down,
bitten in breath,
throttled.
One lives.
One dies.
Memories dissected,
resurrected,
from the entrails,
the glistening tears,
congealing in the dust.

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