Impulse

House of Heart

The sky is liquid,

a roll and clash of thunder.

The grass is tall

beneath the rain trees.

Silence,

a stifling blanket of

isolation and a madness

that is not my enemy but

exposes everything for

what it is.

Restless,

I ache to leave

my crying place

before melancholy claims

this ruinous summer.

Let me stretch

like some sexy feline,

a carnivorous Panther

succumbing to the

impulse to pounce.

Kenya Canvas Print featuring the photograph The Watcher by Denis Charles

Photography by Dennis Charles

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