When we first talked I remember his look. He saw right through me
And that’s what he took
Smells thick, heavy like mulch beneath
I knew then
This is Fearless hunting the lamb
And there it all began
Jump without looking into the depths
Run into his arms
Into his story
His dream
His land
Ocean rising and pulling from the shores
Up in the clouds, filling the air
Fueling the eye that would not spare
Destroyed sobs heard the silent screams of despair
And it was then he did not care.
He stood, tall and proud and I the glare
The ghost chewed eaten discarded
Stalked, chased and charmed; capture a beauty for his arm,
Release and dangle close for treats
This lasted for months and weeks
The tune never changed
The hum jolting up right
The beast no longer hungry
As he’d been fed
Stuffed like a coward on his king like bed,
who else knew these sheets, lies, loves in lust.
Eats for two, awaiting the fight, his song loud like the ego he bore
Until I faded
A glare…No more.
