Knot – May 24, 2019

The paralyzing knot

Death ties around

Fresh meat,

Who in turn

Twist and flop

Tangled.

Is itself,

A curse.

That will skip circles

Weaving a butcher’s string

Through 

A never ending

Dream-like state.

Battles are won and lost.

The fear,

Keeps the mood heightened.

Tied down,

State of fight or flight.

Left in the ruins

The string is cut.

Unfolding

At the feet

Every single

Day they play 

Tripping through 

Life.

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