A key in the door

[Keith]

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Angry as a tasered tiger
setting fires with staggered steps,
the thunder of each stampede
cowers inside our forrest.

Flames hang like sharp teeth
wealds redden in the heat,
belt buckled and melted
we age before his drunken sleep.

At last the sun rises tangerine,
rapids reach the rivers bend,
as light returns across the leaves
we slip like otters into streams.



Edit 1

He guzzles each storm, sets fires
that fume across the face
of each lashed out angry flash
clenched and spat.

We hold our breath invisible
and count the quiet seconds
between the crushing steps
as giants fight inside the forest.

When all falls soft amongst the trees
It's then the sun rises tangerine
and light returns across the leaves,
we slip like otters into streams.


Original
Angry as a tasered tiger
his storm sets fires
only a roar can snuff out.
Covered heads go camouflaged,
inside our frozen forest
icicles hang like sharp teeth
until he falls, a drunken sleep.
It's then the sun rises tangerine
to warm the leaves, free to beam
we slip like otters into streams.