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Author: | Annabel Lee [ September 30th, 2008, 5:46 pm ] |
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here's part of my newer one Behind the locked fence Crimson red as blood an imposing barrier that marks the entrance. The entrance to the last home of those to weak to be on the fragile side of life and death. Faded stones. Impressive and proud. Old, green with moss. Rough. Shiloutes of a life once lived. Shiloutes as unique as the deaths they mark. Others sharp and clear But uniform and monitone. Rounded tops and straight sides. Each closed doors with no keys. As I walk by a set of graves I crunch on the lifeless grass. I turn. A flicker of life. A pen contains the panic. I plod closer. Unaware. Claustrophobic space, confined. I finally see. A spotted clone of an older animal. Ears large, body compact. Fragile, timid. A white flag flying wildly, signaling. Small chest heaving with panic. I feel its heart rise up and swell in my chest. A fast pitter patter and a panic I can't contain. A stutter step and a leap. Finally. The borrowed panic fades As the fawn gets farther away. |
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