spring zenith
Basically, I wanna know how you interpret the poem, as well as how you think I could improve the structure/flow of it. Appreciate it!
cull the survivor
Which is safer for an isolated deer
The open moor or the empty woodland?
Into the dead thicket you go
To unchain your precious hooves
And the white hare watches you
Its poise upright, unblinking. unmoving
You were tied together once, remember?
But the pale hare was killed long ago
Now its fur is matted when it should be soft
Crust clings to its frozen, bony maw
Did you really think you were safe?
No hunter lacks a disguise, a facade, a snare
The ashen hare vanishes with a short blink
And the trees begin to twist and bend
A gray haze settles in, as the forest
Mutates, transmogrifies into static
How much of your reality is altered?
You cannot trust your friend, you cannot go back
Break out of the illusion, run away to the sea
It doesn’t matter. The miasma has taken hold
Expectedly, you trip over a shipwreck of roots
A rough tumble, skidding out onto the open ice
You cry out to the leaden heavens, only to be
Indifferently struck down to the imminent waves
Hope petrified, permafrost seeping into blood
Nowhere to run, nothing you can do
Drown in the frigid current
Or face the cadaverous hare’s wrath
What other choice do you have?
You can’t kill that which is dead,
And yet, refuses to die.
frank hare
tidal tinsel