LEGLESS RAM
They made mine run off.
Five rivers later, I was still chasing
it. The horizon seemed never to
cease, just expand - farther and more.
I was legless but fleet; so was this ram.
In pursuit - like Bunyon's very Hound of Hell,
I sought something soft - forgiveness, passage,
understanding, peace. Whatever it was, it eluded
capture too. We both set off together after that.
In tandem, trading moves, we finally found that horizon.
They made mine run off.
Five rivers later, I was still chasing
it. The horizon seemed never to
cease, just expand - farther and more.
I was legless but fleet; so was this ram.
In pursuit - like Bunyon's very Hound of Hell,
I sought something soft - forgiveness, passage,
understanding, peace. Whatever it was, it eluded
capture too. We both set off together after that.
In tandem, trading moves, we finally found that horizon.
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