In the Wallow

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In the Wallow

too often 

they circle in the Wallow

too often

they scatter the striking illuminate of living breath

too often

they race - pounding the concrete in stark incentive-pounding pavement without a hitch they strain subtracted of sentience

too often

the Wallow rises to stand- the whirlpool to suck, inhale, and swallow breath scattering ashes voluminous unexplored ephemra lived particles shimmering as fireflies; silver slivers of life flickering in the blowing void, the whisper of unwallowed- winds, of love postponed, of laughter repressed, of change continuous -    

of life surrendered in sorry exchange for inertia in the 

Sirened, wanton, call of the Wallow

too often