Tuesday, March 12, 2013

like an animal

it's possible that all this heartbreak is a 
mistake, a simple    misunderstanding

do you hear me?
nothing broke here
except an idea

this is just the natural slaughter of a 
zebra in the field--
feeling, fiercely
roaming, openly
all her wild stripes in sight

this is facing, earnestly
the death that comes at night

this is surrender--
the piercing flight of a 
birds' fresh feather
in the blood-red mouth 
of animal fate

have no complaints
nothing loves without pain

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