Saturday, 1 September 2018

the legend of captive 8

captive 8
did not hesitate
they made it out
somehow

the words
of dying 
breath persist

i am free 
now
captive 8 by kwm

captive 9
may never know
the old great feel
of earth and pine
and snow

of trees and moon
long shadows
glow

captive 8
a foot of snow
held their imprint 
form 

so long

home they went
due north
for what 
a life was
worth

captive 9
had heard 
the shot
disintegrate 
the hope
as well 

that night
behind a downy 
swell

they cried the memory
clean

of captive 8
who shared
the dream

locking doors
and prison whores
'neath the cold 
steel 
toe

all they ever
knew was all
they ever
know



- kwm