Tia Abattoir

SPIRIT MATTERS
anywhere

"some of my memory is so haunted - i know"
looking at the ground blankly-
then back up to the one who asked me
who is my master-
"I was born on the wings of time was told"
saying undefined and searching how to say to gain time
"dont think things were late but just in time-
the island was sinking and i was taken to sky"
pauses with eyes wide to say next
"twas a Tarn only now i know" smiles
looking past their eyes -seemingly to me some blank defiance
"dropped into shallow waves barely tumble wrapped washed ashore"
-rolling my arms around to show
-then in voice of luck "its what i have been always told - is all i know"
- eyes squinting remembering i am hungry - brisking more words
"Amoung other things
From this time,
The spiders orb,
The silent snake,
a waters voice,
The blood of wound,
Or flesh with roast
Wrapped in greens"
Mmmm
hopefully i think they are confused
"These are my strands -my scraps - my breathe- not a Masters"
and now gripping my bow much like a tree holds its own branch
my glare allowing my ears listening to their silence
- caught off guard

"your betise strenuous efforts
less your cowardness"
starting to laugh to ease my real fear
"those binds on you- you think for me?"
smiles at looks at the galoot slaver cullys
from under rain wet wolf shroud-
sliding feets back in the mud for more distance
"oh i will you" tapping my own binds staring back at them
"you woant' see it - like Larl uff rocky edge cliff
-fang thru your unwell hairs the other deep --- yous neck!"
my now severe feral voice loud swiftly weaving back with me into the trees
vanishing

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