kitfantastic79
Jan 25, 2009 21:37
I fell asleep atop a great stallion lastnight
I slept long and deep
Until I slipped out of his saddle.
He lingered there
as I slept the dawn away
Protecting me -
His hatred growing.
And as I woke
to the stench of his manure
I gazed upon his mighty build
and all at once
he trampled me
Into the earth
into dust
Kit 2008
poetry,
patrick