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
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 a 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"
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" 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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