no caller id

your works make me feel that
we met in the hall somewhere,
only i saw and looked away, distracted
by the moth eating the caterpillar
and you watched me as i watched them
and as the preying mantis comes
and is enveloping me in her arms
you cross the room and rescue me,
carrying me off to your throne,
to fattened for display
as the energies feeds the flock
and all is well, at the well

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