Wild and untamable though this
creature is
I know
I want it
I want it
I want it
I long to hold it
and give it a name
I connive to ride
on its slinky bare back
I'm desperate to own this
one-of-a-kind specimen
I have to show
it off—or no
I need to keep it
locked inside
to feed it keep it
quiet and delicate-
ly reorganize
my whole apartment around it
deaf to its fuming racket
blind to the swiftly mounting cost
how long have I burned
with this ephemeral fire
I feel as though
I've always known it
I'm certain I
will always know it
and in knowing it so long I fear
I've lost it.
