What exemplifies in bright light
Is harvested in the dark
A sorcerer’s table
Such little mention on the ark
Could you carry it
If you were forced
Would you slip on the trepidatious journey
Babylonian language, forcing your voice hoarse
Only small responsibilities
A partnership to create life
Not with the other that accompanies you
But with the One you defend by sword and knife
If you fall, no one will notice
They’ll only gawk from every corner you haunt
Running in circles to explain
How you misunderstood, how you mistyped the font
Wonder lies in those who can play the part
Where did you learn?
Did someone cross my lessons for revenge -
I scavenge, climb, and rake only to land in the urn
The road less traveled by -
Wendy flies to Neverland
Turned away at the door
No entry for the feeding hand