Tuesday, 16 May 2023

The wild horses

The wild horses hoovestormed the heart

swept acrossthrough relentlessly

clangingiron on the hollowhull

echofilling the shell with life

and futurethrills


the cavalcade over the wildhorses

slept in the newlymade loveswire

silentawe swelling the inmostcentre


whinnyready for the next pulserace

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