THE HOLLOW WILD

​Breeze from the cooler swayed the carcass in mid air . The ivory horns and deer torso resonated with the swirling wind and the heart chambers of Tiger reverberated with the hollowness of surrounding wild energy. The tiger skin lay on the rugged wooden platform and its fur gleamed in sharp light that lit the warehouse , suddenly thrilled with the gunfire . The aura of wickedness vacuumed the liveliness of  frenzy chickens who stared the stuffed wolves, skull of the zebras and marinated comrades . The hot glares from the fireplace suddenly began to fade when the hunter entered and the  darkness of his soul overshadowed the bright warehouse.

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2 Comments

  1. Bonjour mon ami

    Je n’ai aucune raison de courir

    La vie me donne le temps

    Soit dans le sens du vent ou à contre courant

    Mais je vais toujours devant moi

    Même si parfois je piétine ou je vais à reculons

    Mais je réussirais et traverserais ce pont de L’avenir

    Pour finalement arriver chez toi

    Je te souhaite une agréable journée

    Gros bisous d’amitié

    Bernard

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