in this battle of attrition


In this war of contrition

in this battle of attrition

I smell your fear like

hibiscus in the rain forest

ripe, moist,

flowering in the downpours

fading in the night

my sweet dolorous adversary

claw at the moon

claw at my face

when I twist you down

to elicit the irrelevant answer

to your perfect question:

“Are you human, my friend?”


Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #95

* Frank Cadogan Cowper, “La Belle Dame Sans Merci” (based on the John Keat’s poem), 1926


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