Cocooned in their own world
two fighters simultaneous in breath
slashed and ducked and twirled
like dual tigers circling death
Steel glinted like butterfly wings
Steel sang like birds will sing
Points of sabres, rapiers, swords
stretched to cut at skin and cloth
little protection that they afforded
with a small misstep would be lost
Steel glinted like butterfly wings
Steel sang like birds will sing
Blood flowed red in both of them
and blood flowed red without
and vultures circled both of them
because all their life was out
One Single Impression
I know this isn't really about a cocoon, but I was thinking of fencing because of Sabre Dance, and how people can be in a cocoon where they don't notice anything around them, like when they are fighting.
1 comment:
We do have a way of walling ourselves off. Yes. Thank you for sharing where this prompt took you.
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