Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Tom


Watchers in the dark,
Pale eyes of the moon,
From every shadowed hall,
Quiet alleyway.

Hunter and the hunger,
Stalk the long quarters,
Perchance the victim,
A padded dash.

Escape not the claws,
Flash in the dark,
If we were not so big,
Fear would we the colored Tom.




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