​I am sorry, please…
I have the pressure 
of waterfalls inside me;

of the hart and the wolf,
both needing food,
both needing mate;

of the colt unbroken,
shaking his rider against sky of thunder; 

of the pregnant twilight 
past the city,
over the range,
breaking treelines;

“Oh, it’s ok.
You’re human.
Rest here awhile.”


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