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