Forest Pursuit

Forest Pursuit

dream always the same

thumping of my heavy steps

dodging in between old growth

dress catching on brambles

legs scratched by the bushes

I cannot hide

running…

running…

running…

will I collapse in exhaustion?

never seeing my pursuer

what will happen…

if you catch me…

a gentle tumble?

a cornered cat biting and clawing?

who or what gives forest pursuit.

(c) Amanda Wilson

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