Cosmic Matador
A hard run forward
in blistering wind
starched soul standing
on a bent, brittle limb

End of the dreaming
reality strikes down
fragments lost in time
a lethal dose of now

A blind run forward
in deliberating reason
mind starts screaming
recognizing treason

End of the wanting
contempt breeding more
thief of hope and faith
the cosmic matador
Copywrite 2001
Maria G. Abernathey
Art by Simin Armandi
"Trees in Wind"
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