Sunday, December 15, 2013

Animal

braided and tangled
i've seen the stomp
the drumbeat inside 
feathers and fire
mane and desire
nothing can feed you
and nothing can keep you
and no mountainside
is wide enough
to guide your restlessness
to swallow your scenery

you see that river?
where lions bleed 
and babies splash 
so brightly born and 
crying for more

i'm swimming the river
and fighting the deep
wanting to swim 
and needing to sink 

you see that river?
where lions cry 
and you will splash
so brightly born and 
crying for more


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