Surrender


..
Take
the world by storm, incorrigible
rain. Stain yourself in bold
bruises and bright salt.

Take
your hands and wave them, white
flags, unfolding doves. Love your
own limbs, the way they fall.

Take
this, my last breath, my wandering
death and rattled reason. Treason
begins with small coins, a lie, a sigh.

 

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Prompted by Poetic Asides, November Challenge, day 2

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2 Responses to Surrender

  1. Misky says:

    White flags unfolding doves- what a perfect image.

  2. I like the line that follows that one.. Love your limbs, the way they fall. There is something super enigmatic about this piece.. enjoyed it!

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