Saturday, June 18, 2011

Zola


Zola at the cusp
of her awakening
resembles the jaguar
in mid-leap;
a predator for illuminating viscera
...
The quivering furry thing among tall grasses,
is the unknown;
to devour and absorb.

She shits out the entrails of the damned
as the dripping pigment runs dry.

And hallowed souls roam the desert
for Chimeras,
who are truly
divine...



© 2011 Zollies-Spot

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