Poetry · Writing

Landslide

Stampede the living and

forgive the dead.

The brilliant came up short

in a foot race for discovery.

We failed as a team.

Pacing a baton one by one

even though the end was near.

I’ll never forget that race.

We came to destroy each other

and left hand in hand.

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