Am I So Different?A Poem by Ben TaylorA glint of onyx, A flash of pearl-white; The moonlit ash-top tempts, A human-hardened expanse Emitting the scent of the Unknown. The enticement is unignorable. In primal compliance, The leaps and bounds Hesitatingly hop Across the tarmac. A sudden illumination Halts the advance; A newly created conflation Of fur and velocity Ends feebly on the side That originally allured. Headlights dim in momentary Mourning, leaving a trail of Shattered confusion and Disemboweled desire.
© 2011 Ben TaylorAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on April 12, 2011 Last Updated on April 14, 2011 AuthorBen TaylorColumbia, MOAboutAlmost everything I write now is relatively real, so just read what I write and get to know me. more..Writing
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