Panic

It’s not about the shot It’s about the journey Every riverbank trail Every cold clearing That fades Into forest Fog lying low Brisk noontime throe Looking into the sky Being stared back at By abyssal Overcast Why has this Come to pass? Looking back At the Mountain pass Did these rocks and trees Grow hereContinue reading “Panic”

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Havoc

Havoc I observe the forest laid out Before me Frozen over After hours Or maybe days Of constant trekking Across desolate terrain Tracking Footsteps in the snow Through bitter brambles Over iced rivers Leading me to here A moment Little clouds around ankles In old handmade boots Rifle drawn Hand-laid stock notched Scope sighted CheekContinue reading “Havoc”

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Self-Extinction

Self-extinction I’ve been killed many times Every time, I was the one who Broke my own skin Yet out of every claiming Of my pelt I’ve grown ever so more Into this beastly thing Every moment of triumph collected And mounted, or stuffed To feign natural behaviors Hunting myself, so to speak Hunting myself toContinue reading “Self-Extinction”

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