Wavering Gallows

Storm brews up
A victim he becomes
Of his rage
Each day hanging on the gallows
The canoe’s swift floating is undone
Submerged, tosses back and forth
And is marooned then
Knots in the reins
Tied to the harbour post
Transfixes traumatizingly
Uncuff the passion
Fuel the fire
Waves be burned
Sky be smoked and swooned

©jeyforyou

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