I’m not sure what finally convinced me that
It was good
if the reigns are the Lion’s Den
or the pant extenders.
All I know is that now I’m stuck slaying dragons
with a child’s plastic sword.
There’s enough blood to trust I’m
I search for Big Bear-
His nose points to Polaris
My north Star.
I’m handed a sword
Just as I exhaust of battle,
You remind me it’s only begun.
You severed the cord as your hand
Gasping- I’m reminded of the life
In your blood.
All I knows is that
It is good