you are the chained
dog
barking,
the lion pacing
behind
the bars,
you are the fish
at the end
of a silver
hook,
the bird with
a clipped wing
flying
in circles,
you are the sky
full
of rain,
the earth cracked
wide
and open.
you are the wound
that won't
heal,
the fever that
won't cool.
you are the lover
unquenched,
the son,
unloved.
the moon, the stars,
everything
below
and above, all
of which too
go on about their day.
Thursday, July 31, 2014
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