…
Free it, fuel it
feed it a double
dose of mercy,
grace. Guess its
easy beat and
live there where
it can exhale,
often.
Trigger type to
help it breathe,
escape. Trace
six lines along
its slat-shadow
-ed skin, hold
each list a sac
-red scar within,
assault turned
to salt, dis
-solvable with
time.
..
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Nicely done, De. Very nicely done.
Pamela
A curiously satisfying read.
A poem that literally takes your breath away
Wow. A lot said here with so few words. I’m imagining something that was “caged” in one way or another set free and then cared for. “mercy, grace” — Grace could be the someone caring for this “creature” !
Love the “sac – red scar” – that ending really makes you think. Well, that this creature was not only caged, but abused. “Assault turned to salt” and then “dis- solvable” with time. I just love the way you break the words up and make us think of all possible meanings. Very cool!
Thank you all, so much.