Refugee

the fear of abandonment
the yearn to run free
dual forces
pull apart relentless
at the weakened and timid
wolves of our domestication

no greater terror is there
than the prospect of freedom
and in that possibility too
no stronger desire

there is nothing to do
no action for it
save to tremble fearfully
under the weight
and bark savagely
in cowardly alarm
at the passing of all strangers

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