fay folk
in the legends
regular folk
from what I've seen
tie-dye with vital red
savage minions
rushing about
with such naïve purpose
maybe maybe I do you a disservice
maybe you understand more than I did
God knows I can't ask
no good reason to prove
what you might suspect.

I'd bite off your fingers
if you offered A hand
its not an attack
just thought
you might fill my void
is that not how it works
impolite perhaps
the material
can fix the immaterial
so they say.

Writing time and again
about the same old topics
Cerberus poet
an undying dog
surrounded by bones
can gnaw on these forever
is that healthy.
is being Alive.