Thursday, June 7, 2012

Conversations they always have

Spend your time
in exile; enthralled 
by the chase,

waiting, alert
wide-eyed
and hurled forward

somewhat,

like a bird
ready as the night
bright as day,

in waiting
exiled, barely amused
any longer
drained 
like a corpse
by the chase,

waiting, alert
wide-eyed
and hurled forward

somewhat


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