Come here my master
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Come here my master
Come here my master
I’m a trapped rat
in a bird body
A tiger eating
a shark spitting
out minnow dumplings
I'm a dead whale
with a wild cougar
hunting in its stomach
When I was a wholly mammoth
humans drove spears in
my eyes and throat and
made tents out of my skin
I was born a hunting lion
and my main got struck
by lightening and the bears
have me cornered in a cave
I’m a snake, a fish, a mole
I'm the smoke after the fire
The dry stream bed
The bottomless ocean
See me in the morning
crawling hungry like a
jackal looking over his shoulder
for the beast in the mirror
See me if you want to see
creatures looking for masters to
coral them into the show wagon
Come here my master
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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.