
Survival is seductive.
My continued existence, nothing short of
miraculous;
magnetic.
(I’m indestructible.
I’ve got
moxie!)
Scars on scars. Faulty armor.
(Battle stories are so pedestrian.)
Enjoy the spoils of my war
while you champion another’s cause;
I’ve made it this far as an army of one.
(Challenge accepted;
cue strategic thinking).
After all, it’s simply a matter
of
figuring out
how to win your heart
and
stop
eating
mine.
©OneLittleFishie2016