Waking - Karl Frederick

[Larry Robinson]

Waking 

A massive blue stallion rears before me 
out of a midnight lake of dreams

Moonlight flows 
like fire along his flanks, and

an inner blaze flares 
from the dark mystery of his eyes

I turn and flee, afraid for the small life 
clutched tight in my chest, knotted in my stomach

Branches tear at my coat 
underbrush at my feet

Every step, the horse gains 
his heavy breath close and closer, until

I stumble

He grabs my collar in his teeth 
flings me over his shoulder, onto his back 

and waits, trembling 

for me to grab a handful of his wiry mane 
press my knees together

urge him on 


	- Karl Frederick
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