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Charlie

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So scared tonight, he made me feel as helpless
As I am. He’s looking at me as I write
Cataracts on his eyes, panting. Fear. No disguise.
The fear he feels at the strangeness of the universe,
The inexplicability of life. The Thunder..
But he knows I love him and he takes heart
As I tempt him into a cave under my desk
And Yes! He has finally settled down –
At least a bit – panting still but now no longer
Muscled for attack. He’s quiet. I have him back.

◄ INFANT MORTALITY

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Comments

patricia Hughes

Thu 17th Aug 2017 16:18

Beautiful poem

ramy

Thu 17th Aug 2017 06:57

Thank you for this. Nice audio. Vibed two different ways. Cool experience.

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