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Severance
- lesalexa
- Dec 18, 2017
- 1 min read
Cart trundling down my rutted road
behind the tail of destiny’s mare
through fields where I have toiled
past grasses where I have rested,
rivers I have crossed,
forests where I have been lost
for a time
suddenly lurches
launches me from my comfort
into a strange place of
new necessities.
Birds of prey see me stumble.
Blind dogs howl.
Clouds clot the sunset.
Gather my legs.
Pull up my back.
Level my chin.
Carry on.
Home before dark.
Sybilla 9/22/13