Gifts of the Revenant

No matter what
It is never enough

To lay in your lap
the tenderest suckling
its tiny bones a crack
in my mouth
despite all care
despite the gentle
pad
of tongue upon teeth

To lay at your feet
the hardest beast
dragging, heaving 
with the last of my
strength
a steaming kill

No matter what
It is never enough

I am 
still and always
the ghost

The white ghost 
with blazoned blue eyes, 
a grey shade 
slunk back, curled quiet 
in the shadows 
a silver specter
silently cleaning these 
ever-spotted,
ever-bloodied 
paws

Awaiting
the chin chuck
the head pat
the scratch 
behind the ears

Awaiting 
whatever Time
and 
   They
may allow

It is never enough
No matter what
Never enough


©sdrogers 28 december 2014



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