captive 8
did not hesitate
they made it out
somehow
the words
on dying
breath persist
i am free
now
 |
captive 9
may never know
the old great feel
of earth
and pine
and snow
of trees and moon
long shadows
glow
a foot of snow
held their imprint
form
so long
home they went
beloved captive 8
due north
for what
a life was
worth
captive 9
had heard
the shot
disintegrate
all hope
as well
that night
behind the downy
swell
they cried the memory
clean
of one
who shared
the singular dream
locking doors
and prison whores
‘neath the cold
steel
toe
all they ever
knew was all
they ever
know
K IS SILENT 