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