#2 – Beat It

Creature of my nightmare,
blood-seeking creature,
creature of disease. I fear you.

The apocryphal ostrich hides its head for fear,
but you are seeking, and I am the sand.
My blood is the sand you seek.

My blood: my daughter, my baby,
my child. Creature of fear, you
bury yourself in beauty. Get out.

 

Inspired a little by yesterday’s prompt (since I’m already a day behind) and mostly by the first tick of the season.

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