#patchwork poems

Lapping blood from it's open wounds

Nursing injuries from the womb

Setting traps to protect it's tomb

Wishing to be saved

It moves in haste

With reckless abandon

Trampling villages near and far

Lashing out at random

A spear stuck in it's backside

Blessed by an angel 

Removed by priestess 

Seeing things from a different angle 

The creature bows a head to it's savior 

And follows teachings from a temple ment to reign in it's behavior 

It's only sustenance the suffering it sees without and feels within

And feels an uncomfortable hunger laying eyes on its new friend

The only food it's ever known has offered a way out

And faced with a choice in itself there is new doubt

What is strength 

What is justice 

What am I if not the antithesis 

When all comes crashing down how do I make sense of this

Questions without answers

As the creature lashes out

Finds another savoir

And begins to mope and pout

Caught in a cycle, product of it's environment 

Moved to greener pastures 

It's only hope is to try again

And navigate it's patterns

Put them in place

i ask the world

For mental space

They call me names

And predict ill fortune

Claim any gain I've made

Is another link on the chain

I've placed around my neck

To run is the cowards way out

An unguarded heart undone by fear

Unwilling in terror to let anyone near

It stays still inside it's shell

Convinced itself heaven contains its own hell

Plant your feet and become unmoving

Stand firm in your descion

To waver is your undoing

Your sickness entering remission

Is your mind in disorder

What more could be said of a frog

Ruled each by their nature

They sit by the riverbed

Unable to see through the fog

They both grapple with fear

To be stung or to be drowned

As rain begins trickling down

Sometimes the frog stays away

Only to be found once more

Sometimes the scorpions stinger

When it's control is poor

Poisons it's chance at a new life

With the frog forevermore

Sometimes the frog is so fearful

It pulls the scorpion under

Deep into a cold endless slumber

But then they both wake

And a deep breath take

As they find themselves on the shore

Looking across that very river

That might take their lives once more

And through many lifetimes

Across and through all time

They've always had each other

Two creatures who's nature

Must make them enemies

But treading water is easier

They come by with their gills

And ask why

I do not simply swallow seawater to breathe

Until I tried

That the letters will start again

That the progress youve made

Will collapse without zen

If the orbit of my comet collides with your Earth

The man on your moon will drift and surf

The stars without his rock

Leads me in circles

Round and round I cannot be

In more than two places at once

My mind with you

My body without

Not knowing what's true

My worship devout

My tenants are clear

The bird must go free