poetry

I feel something…

I get the feeling that something’s going to happen. I get the feeling that change is on the horizon. I know it down deep in my muscles. These muscles they ache, they carry the weight of the waning moon in their bellies. Soft warm places constrict, movement is abreviated. 

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