Sweet songbird
hush youthful ignorance
chase fresh posture
under beds, where Monsters lay
in puddles of anticipation
crawl after
force into arms of
battle
songbird lullaby, my only weapon
whistle familiar tunes
bread crumbs
to
bring battled body back
should Monsters
find amusement
Sweet female
origin of song,
eject me from your womb
pass me to nature
instincts grow
fight vs. flight
both
Dear friends
who
cannot
abandon,
they ARE the natural teacher.