7/16/2013

Somethings Are Worth Creating

Creature, you are both in beauty
delightful and feared.

Your eyes aren't blank at all;
filled with times of wisdom
and curiosity.  More importantly

your sharp, marble teeth
stained with blood

remind us of mortality.

I understand, yet I free
the prey from your mouth,
making you victim,

stealing something visceral,
something that could preserve you;

at least in this world.

Disguised as hunter, I disobey
the law for pity. See how children

string together colorful beads
of sharp-edged glass on wires

with hands as white
and vulnerable as fish

their fingers bleeding?


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