I watch the hooves of dust
Pounding their rhythm on thunder-earth
Eyes that shine limpidly
With the ease of a gentle eternity
It is something that only beast-feeling can grasp
Saner thoughts incinerate and leave only the
Crumble of ash
Longing to shake my mortal coil
I forswear the blood of Adam and Eve
And become a sinless zephyr
Mane tossing in the wind


Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at https://redgladiola.wordpress.com

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