Sunday, May 26, 2013

Hunted

Lawrence Mack Hall, HSG
mhall46184@aol.com
May, 2013


Hunted

 
A fugitive lopes through the ghostly woods
In animal despair, haunted, pursued,
Soul-stumbling in the spirit-grasping shadows,
Lost in the moonless cold, the hissing night.

His little plastic box still shows two bars.

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