: : : i know how to save your life

  • 08
  • Jun
  • 2012


your wayside way days are not wasted
they’re boding telltales of what will
and has yet, yet given chance
entertainment: the possibility and the holding on for a deer’s life
thrill, the bloodspill
though you’ve been spotted
and remain stillframed
between wolf kahn’s trees and hues of enddays’ news dripping you down into the thorny weeds
you’ll be hidden from sight
from the hunter, the despair of up-in-the-air, the precarious curiosity of darkness
by their hung-by-string lights

One Response

  1. Maddie says:

    Love this, so much.

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