the art of attachment    
she knows the rules      
no touching      
no friction      
friends for life      
she knows loss      
love and devotion is only a dream      
a game      
played within the dimensions of her bed      
beyond the outskirts of nightstands      
she remains untouchable      
lost insight of the poacher     
my sacrificial dove  
can not be held in a cage  
she knows the rules      
the art of distance      
princess of self preservation
Written by case28 (Alexander Case)
Published | Edited 23rd May 2021
Author's Note
i watched my daughter in the chicken coop, the chickens bickering at her feet, she spoke to them from above, asked them to lay her an egg for breakfast... she didn't crouch amongst them or nurse them in her arms... she didn't love them... not the way she loved Henny Penny.
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