Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Down On Their Luck

Naked except for feathers fur still

their hunger did not stop even when
over for the day there were feelings
despite drugs slim views of the others
sleep memories days furious surviving
their own magnificence not adapting to
animal body visitors glimpsing something
disturbed stumbling strolling heartbroken
A loss with no words for it the score looking even
settled although nobody thrilled about it happening
already escaping to the woods rivers jungle old trails
to ocean shore cave tree plain mountain following

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