Guarded [Inktober Day 13]

You taught me how

to wrestle the restless wind

and win

How to cut the air

with my muddy dreams

and anchor them to the clouds

no matter how dense

they were

How run from my days

and the mundane maze of madness they have become

by listening to my self

nothing else

But you never remembered

how to teach me

to protect my iridescent energy

from your tentacles

So I became a raisin


before my seeds