D2

their strides were as unison carillons circling swaying round and back
as silhouette puppetry maneuvered and positioned by levetry
in graceful violent Carthage tale motion they cling clang to the tempo of forbidden taste and tone
to alter they strode to spear lance shepherd lamb offerings
first at pace bowlegged shuffle gait
progressing to antelope like leaps and bounds
the pride encircled upon one another unaware in their ignorance
that somewhere along the rainbow brick road someone had grazed the auto destruct
and that none of them would be left whole in the end
it’s in these situations that one must ask themselves who’s to say who’s the pride and who’s the prey
as there’s no validation in denial here
to reject the possibility that this was all mere coincidence…
and that somehow they were the only one to return unscathed

D2

discomb

Joined March 2009

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a continuation of reflection on the last year… again sometimes running it out of me isn’t enough,,, sometimes writing it out of me isn’t enough.,,, what’s left to do but keep writing and assume that one day the verbs and pretenses may change..

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