The beast will not cease
he eats and gnaws,
reveals my flaws
my soul wears thin
and makes him grin
my imperfections
his profession
I fight, I claw
resist the crawl
I fall
My one comes to redeem my flaws
I hear his call
He makes me His
a warrior never to desist
To throw a punch
I have this hunch
the beast
will cease
I have the one
to sit on my throne
no longer just one
But three in one
in my home.
-Blythe.L
(images via my trip to Seattle)
