Mutual Madness

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I wake to fevered lips

Ferocious embrace

He’s a broken angel…

If I linger here in

Cool marble opening

Those old red trees

Will fly out, go away

That’s what I tell him

Though he’s not fooled

Says my stories are

Trapped in vast belly

Of fish, blanched of

All color in winter

And begs me, “stay”…

Mutual madness

Holds sway

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

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