Monday, September 19, 2011

Rationale

A lone crow caws
my heart gives pause
then suddenly gets skewered by
iconoclastic claws

a ruptured vein
begins to drain
and though I'm feeling less than spry
I stoically contain

my pain and pretend
that pride didn't rend
my faith so I can somehow try
to lick my wounds and mend.

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