Friday, June 5, 2009

Coiled

Shrinking
sinking
feeling

coiled
never
striking

now at
last you
return

only to
reveal
your child

your wife
has
usurped

my throne
made of
lofty dreams

it scatters
feathers
which make

most
chuckle
except

for me.
A.S.
6/5/09

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