Fear



Fear of death

Felt not

Saved by numbness

Yet driven by fear itself

The lonely boar

In his flawless youth

Entered my garden

Seeking a human

Alas,

What's that

Slim line?

Smeared red

Blood red

Necklace?

Oh...

GOD's fine work

Nej.

His Agent's

His soul

Blessed to see

Wealth in kilos

To feed on

Seekers of food

Roaming the

Moonless night

On Nimble Feet

In Fear of

The loved sons

Of the Protector Himself