You did not waste any time
     sweeping in, an eagle collecting prey
      yanking my tail just as
  I crawled in to the burrow of
unkept promises littered like
grains of sand infiltrating
the darkest corners of my mind
      your sharp talons, a beak now at
the base of my skull, but
     you don't **** me, you drag me
          through the air
shaking out your despair, soaring high
       with the hawks and falcons, rising above
             marking territory that is only yours
                 the others disperse, but
            you have me, you always
                                                      catch me.

© Sia Jane