Prey
This morning moment
I return
Wearied from my nocturnal exertions.
Appeasers
Imitators
Seducers
Beware- the hunter tracks your pretences,
Nostrils flaring, saliva glistening,
At the scent of your social graces.
I return
Wearied from my nocturnal exertions.
Appeasers
Imitators
Seducers
Beware- the hunter tracks your pretences,
Nostrils flaring, saliva glistening,
At the scent of your social graces.
Labels: electronica, experimental, free mp3, free music, kiwi music, NZ, poetry
posted by Crunchy Weta at 5:05 AM
4 Comments:
Ohhh, I like this! Hunt and kill the prevaricators! Displayed with a little flavor of suspense, "Beware- the hunter tracks your pretences" Reminds me of a poem I wrote titled "Fabricating Foe". Nicely done Glenn. BTW - I created a link to your blog.
I like this too, very powerful :)
Hija Travis, Thanks, I will create a link to your site as well..I have several I've been meaning to get around to:-)
Thanks again Leigh.
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