With Steel

With steel she makes a claw,
to trap the bear with,
skin it to bone
to make a necklace.

Wraps the fur
to keep warm
like childhood fires
mark it for safe returns.

In the evenings
we built forts
out of its ghost
two legs, two arms, holds up the roof.

She said:
in the next life I will ride you,
like the beast you always were,
talk to you in barks and shouts.

Tame you and collar you,
and I’ll name and feed you,
dress you up and walk you,
and maybe one day I’ll free you.


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