Wednesday, August 31, 2016

It's A Tangle

It's a tangle
a bramble
a briar patch
a thicket
a web
with thorns
lots of thorns

I am tangled up
my horns
knotted up

I pull and struggle
I paw the ground
I twist
this way and that
to no avail

night is coming
the wolves are howling
I am the prey
they know it
I know it
and now
so do you

Philadelphia, Pa. 2016

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