HORSESOUL

silent strides...
dreary rush for a crush
to stir up the hungry caged stallion within;
plodding clods of dirt,
plowing clots of thoughts
in a bosom-space
my eager hugging arms have
failed to embrace,
that my reaching hands
have failed to touch

searching eyes...
these hurts
that have creased
my wincing cheeks,
my hollow smiles have also failed
to stitch the tears that lacerate them

i crouch
with the poise of the Thinker
no, this time
i'd rather let me scream within-
let this whinnying horsesoul
take the next and first
valiant thrust
towards the radiant tunnel-light
of my fledging dreams.