the tamer
dove / gravel / lime / soapstone / a fog in the shape of a vessel / the persistent and uncomfortable feeling that you will not know yourself and that this too is a grace in its unhappy way / which touches you, pervades / though i never claimed to be a wild animal / wrangled by firm hand and gentle tone / you spook me i run / as if i know the shape of words and not their meaning / if anyone does / we need to be coddled / we require discipline / if it pleases you, then it’s pleasure but until then, it’s discipline
