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summer_jackel ([personal profile] summer_jackel) wrote2010-05-12 11:51 am
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Hyena Dream

We run, we rest
and nurse the red wounds, the livid wounds of day
to run and dream again.
To chase and bite that pale potential;
for that we give
everything
to live
everything
for that sweet taste, even fleeting---
the gilded field, the holy day.

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