Stardate 9.11.18 Poem

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saramiller
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         marinating long and hard
   sour vinegar and bitter herbs
 tenderizing this scar tissue

vultures circle softened flesh
   waiting to rip the ribs
                       caged
                           freed birds feed
   coyotes howl and the sand starts to sing
night songs
desert moonlit shadowed souls 
      a breath of wind whips in

purifiying purafire rains down
                    quenching flames
     dust to dust
             blazed ashes fall to the ground
 scorched meats packs of wolves surround
       singed skin sizzled
              predators pressing in

 alone, this dark and lonely knight
  presses on
   hunted haunted
       heartsick homesick soulsick pawn 
         in a game
   consumed half crazed
freedom's slave
                 burning babylon battle on



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