Saturday, August 16, 2014

truth be told

Mired, hindered, beaten down, bitten down to the bone.  Literally.

Reminded in the most humbling of moments that you are just part of the food chain.  You had forgotten this. Love, light and infinity aside, a mighty trail of breakfasts, lunches and dinners blazed down your back, spread across your thighs and posted flags on your calves and ankles.  Your feet really had no choice at that point but to surrender.

You are nothing but a meal.  You know that now.

You give up, you acquiesce to every predator you've ever met, particularly the ones who anesthetize first.

Bow and stay silent, become the ash you already are.


3 comments:

PoSiTiVe Thinking said...

you are quite a poet. Life is tough fight, isn't it?

Anonymous said...

Happy?

Nicole said...

@Positive - Thank you. Re your question - only if you fight it I think.

@Anon - Most of the time yes. You?