The Sound of AnimalsA Poem by John Dennis Gillespie
I woke up to the sound of the animals. They were gnashing their teeth and clawing at my thoughts.
I woke up to the sound of the animals. They were sleeping in my animosity while it was beating like my pulse. I woke up to the sound of the animals. They were destroying my peace and ruining my cause. I woke up to the sound of the animals. They brought me into the dark; they barked, they snarled, they gnarled, they killed what was left of me. © 2013 John Dennis Gillespie |
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