Down from the mountain

An equine breakdown
maybe in Turin
the world un-shrouds itself

It came to this
communing with nature
not of man

clinging to its braying neck
a man set loose
the world a shore and he the wreck
his head so perfect in its noose


◄ A walk to Malham Cove

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