Jones

Furred Wisdom

They’ve lost all sense of what should be,

they, the twos, can not

Will not

See.

 

They wield fire –

Scream

Yeowl at the It.

The silent hunter

refuses to be hunted.

 

Run fools, run

away away.

Hide, fools hide –

Recall – remember

when instincts pulled

you, taught fearless

freedom – balanced

caution with wit.

 

 

Hide in the skin of It

under the dark

in the cramped places

where It cannot reach.

Run – hide – continue to breathe.

 

~Sarah Ockershausen Delp