A band of intruders laid in wait for me
howling like dogs
and prowling dark streets
bellowing sounds in the night.
In my innocence I somehow didn’t see
or hear them
till they tripped me
tied me up in knots
left me to wonder what happened
and whether I was the one carrying the rope.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous28/2/10

    Yes, a "rope" of negative thought, waiting to be liberated by "a crack in the cosmic egg...."



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