He of Fear and Hunger
He, held hostage by the world’s blade,
took his lovers with impersonal want.
He, never seizing with strength
his orphaned heart, but building
a fear of dependency, let harden
the soft bones of his under-wrists
and left each emptiness he found
He, abandoned to be ruled by rigid souls,
wandered under the atonement of many dawns,
refusing any shelter, refusing
to shoulder the burden
of his blood.
He, with his groin of aching suckle,
risked love to save his dignity.
He, of wilderness doom and burn
was solitary as a longsitting
Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “The Peregrine Muse” December 2015
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