my body is an ivory cage
where all is chrysalis-bound;
no butterflies of words so sage
can on my tongue be found
and every clever thought is swallowed
to feed my lizard kings
who live inside the bones they've hollowed
and make me dance on puppet strings.
but a tiger guards the gem i keep
beating slowly in bird-feather nest;
ragged and worn, almost asleep
and locked up in a treasure chest.
a guardian menagerie lives inside this skin
and i'll be safe forever where nothing can get in.
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