Poem #64: Enemy Clan

Enemy Clan

raw, fragile,

in some hands

  --it's been a while, this--

nearer each other's 

delicious, spent, and

fearsome days

one agile, false, 

   one slanting away,

for we cannot (awkwardly)

talk ourselves down 

that way

I am not 

an enemy clan

bent on raiding you 

at dawn

 (c) 2013, by Hannah Six

Poem #64: Enemy Clan