Sunday, 12 March 2017

Dusk

When the night falls inevitably as the rain

Sudden and conclusive 

as all endings are- 

it will come like warm breath on the nape

Panther sprung,

Like a lethal injection, stalks among the silken  trees 

whispers hackle rise to the neck at the

lost cause intravenous-drip of dusk

 An ancient argument won

transubstantiated as

eternity poured into a dark kiss

The final act of uncertain bliss


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