Darcy Green 2017
Inside of his endearing features lay his bones, once scratched at
Once beaten and thinned all by himself
He once sat, petrified to even lean
"I have to thicken" he said.
"Others will know how frail I really am if I don't"
The reckless boy thickened himself until he was dense.
Dense enough to shed not even a tear.
He has no past here, the reckless boy,
Once moved, it was final, he was new
As new boys did, he was true to the fresh
He scraped his knees and then his knuckles
He took off his amour and then his pants
He founded himself and others followed
Double dared by histories best,
leading his very own pack,
The reckless boy was filled with rage and still delight.
Romantic in revolt, he took his pride out for walks in the park
"I'm not very strong now am I?",
He whispered to his lover’s knees
Rhetorical questions were the boy’s special talent
“Reckless boy, you have charm, and you use it well”
The unfamiliarity of comfort within his lovers soft spoken words,
erupted a rapid current he thought was buried and dead.
Somebody’s son was questioning all he had ever fought for,
All she could do was love the poor reckless boy,
Thin boned, wound heavy, ego bursting,
He was everything thing that the caretaker dreamed of