All Fall Down
Horses caught
In California wildfires
I want to care about
The rest
Humans hurt and houses lost
Land that will not recover
Easily if at all
But I wonder if they were freed
Or caught on the wrong
Sides of fences
Were they kept in barns or stables
Or were they let free
Could they run from
Terror
Irony
It’s in their veins, the capillaries, the
Marrow of their bones and nuclei
Goading
Their extraordinary muscles
Gifted by Apollo to
Own the sky
Then what is left
When hair and flesh
Are burned, and bone at last
Fails and falls into ash
Will all unbound furies merge
As all mortalities
Risie into heaven where
Animal innocence cleanses all,
Teaching human souls
To gallop, how to dance
In resurrection
C L Couch
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