Exhale

I’m really sorry if this

sounds a bit hasty,

but lately

I’m looking for an animal

in savage fates,

pacing with a blend of the

uncommon and unstoppable,

probably improbable.

 

Someone that can

sail my sails,

to take me to the

never will I ever

fail you till I

settle for the

scaly

devil

of death.

 

Life beats like

nothing that I’ve ever known,

or ever knew,

complete but injured,

alive but unborn,

a setting to my

raging storm,

 

ruffling the feathers

until they’re

completely comfortable.