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Misc.

Miscegenation

HER GATE UNGUARDED
THE GOLDEN BIRD FROM HER GOLDEN BOWER
WITH CLIPPED AND UNTRIED WINGS
ESSAYED
ONE GLORIOUS FLIGHT
FROM HER PENTHOUSE TOWER
WHICH COULD ONLY END IN DESCENT
TO DEPTHS
OF WHICH SHE’D NEVER EVEN DREAMNT

THE BLACK CAT
WHO HAD DREAMED OF HER FROM BELOW
BRED IN AN ALLEY, HAD NOWHERE TO GO
BUT UP
EACH STEP HE CLIMBED WAS BUILT ON STRENGTH AND
GUILE
AS HE YEARNED TOWARD THE TOWER FAR ABOVE

IN  A LITTLE WHILE THEY MET
SHE, FLUTTERING BENEATH THE STRENGTH
SHE’D THOUGHT TO LOVE
HE, TRIUMPHANT AND GREEDY FOR FULFILLMENT
GUTTER INSTINCTS RIFE
DESTRYOED THEM BOTH
BY DEVOURING
THE ONLY INSPIRATION IN HIS LIFE.

Tags: M, Misc., poetry

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