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     CAGED

Ever they pace their cage of icy bars
gazing out at us in freedom as we are
then in fierce feline jealousy they turn
with slashing claws for what they daily yearned
then turn again to those also imprisoned
to rend with fangs of frustrated unreason
and in dejection they lie; panting unrest
seeking caress of freedom's vanished crest
a life's exhaustion with bodies touching
doomed forever to untouching
two empty, grasping, clawing lovers
in self-made cage, no longer loving,
            bodies touching
                              exist untouching.©
~RAC  1979~

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