The general granted him leave
with a brief, stifled, guttural uttering
issued from the deep
but caught and left yowling
like an animal in a snare
somewhere in the limbo
between gizzard and tongue,
and he turned on heel
with a prompt efficiency
perfected with time
and then he himself made exit.
Poésie sous les étoiles
TemptationOfWords
by Lize Bard
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