Allegory

The walk along the precipice is dangerous and untimely,
for the dawn just broke and the fog is still clearing.

But in the midst of the quiet,
this allegoric divulgence of a straining secret

is wanting to be acknowledged.

But like a fish that you won’t feed,
it will die a natural death.

But if instead, you do, then like a flower
it will blossom, grow and live.

Though without reciprocating water it will wilt.
Leading to a more painful, tragic death.

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by Adrienne Luzanne

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