Monday, April 8, 2013

Menagerie of the Lost

A menagerie follows in your wake,
leading me astray.
A tiger for me, a unicorn for you, 
and some others I may have lost along the way.
what species were they, I can't recall. 
Were there legs and whiskers? were there any
tongues or claws? did they slither on the ground
and lay traps for me? lost now, all gone. 
my collection needs some new blood, 
new source of inspiration for instinct.
A hunting we will go, any time now. 
Just let me get over a hurdle or two 
you left scattered around my heart
and all will be set right.  

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