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Hyena

you had a gaze        
like a love letter to the dead    
funeral throat vespers in a sodium blur    
wishing you could walk down the stairs,      
for an inkling of control    
       
like the wayward calf subdued by hyenas,      
you are still very much alive      
when the liquor      
tears your life apart
Written by Grae (Bryan Gray)
Published | Edited 15th Mar 2025
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