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a handful of horses
offer safe passage
to the course entered
by you, in search
of your legacy.

a warrior, you are
ready to ravage
and claim as yours
the conquest of a lifetime,
or just,
a brevity in victory.

a ribbed sort of cage,
covering that which seeks
protects against
the breeding of proof
and valor.

you are a fool
for knowing not
your reputation
shall be your achilles heel.

we live
in a decidedly
trojan era.

Originally published in Issue #8 – Make Us Laugh at cahoodaloodaling, shortly before I was invited to be on staff as a Reader.

A reading can be heard here.


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