As a child i despised these cowardly survivors.
Hiding beneath the silken sheets nestled within a soft female flesh.
A little too portly and well fed for my youthful tastes.
Trembling with fright as their sub-standard sloping shoulders wriggle free
From trouble like some lithe serpent made human.
Bravery died the night i began to understand those men.
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this is something of a draw for me
two images of meaning are struggling to win out. I think the image is of a child birth. The despising cowardly survivors could refer to a contempt for humanity, and of unfit parents. The second thought is of a child, or even a husband, that clings to a woman in fear for living their own life- going out on their own. I like that this made me think bro.
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Outstanding !
This is superb!
The man who says he's never afraid
is a liar.
Is this a newer one?...i did not notice...
Smooth entrance to this...
almost spoken matter of fact...
like ...yes...this is something i have come to know ..to realize..
almost a disappointment of the infallible dream...
that survival will take over....
and that going down with the ship is only for captains and suckers...
Just a great, great write of the many human epiphany's.....
Fantastic,
Liam
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