Tuesday, November 27, 2012

B is for The Price of Sharing

i knew that guy!

he held the doors that held back the floods.
he arched his back
and stretched out his arms
against the sturdy wood
and died.
to self.
died to protect his world from the damning dam.

and when the waters finally seeped through
his friends brought buckets.
and he moved
this son moved
the other one son stayed
pushing the torrent and the torment BACK...
but this one son moved.

and the water feasted on all their bodies.
thus the price of sharing me

Tracy .j. H

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