her words spoke
of love
of hunger
arrows launched
across the great divide

but this division
cynical derision
tainted fletching
send the fledgling volley
spinning to the dirt
in a cloud of mislaid emotion

she spoke softly
with great passion
infusing every line
with still heart beats
sounding silently
throughout the night

but the sun rises
casting harsh light
on gently whispered odes
evaporating the misty fog
of sullen dreams
of love gone astray

still she draws back
on lines of gut
and string
with shaking arms
shooting at stars
just out of sight


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