If I Was a Fox.

i'm not sure what this is about. up to you. obviously that's a lie, i'm just too scared to say anything.

If I Was a Fox.

 

If I was a fox, I would hold the oceans in my mouth

Paintings of inari and rocks and grass

A barren desert and me

A mouth of succour and a heart branded from its hardening

Literally hardening.

 

If I was a fox, I’d climb up a tree

A cocoon I would make of trinkets and tea

Stage a coupe to hold the readers accountable

Me, I, the fox is getting sick of them

I, me, believe you are too

 

Ivory sonic pallets

Pellets of health

Ink of death

The scent of the former; the form of both my and its claws.

 

So dry is the ink of incs these days

We’re all sick of this

Because if I were a fox

 

I would surrogate the ocean,

jewels and longswords,

I would hold Serrated balls

You would too

 

If you could see what I see.

Reviews

[jen]

Hi Kyan, if you and the fox would hold us readers accountable, tell us what we should know. I believe in your point of view so please challenge me (us) and say what we need to address. I know there is so, so much going on in our world and we all want to provide perception. Most of us write from your very small square of earth that is colored with our beliefs. I would like to hear from yours :)

[Kyan]

i think ambiguity is the strongest form of riposte