Hi My Name Is Bigfoot
I am misunderstood
prey to the human hand
I am as scared as you are
as I look up and see the upside down abyss
I call the night sky
I hope that one day I walk through the stargate
passing an angel who sings a hymn
in preparation for my arrival
men with guns come and go
an ellipsis that never stops
the fur on my face is wet
dripping with the salt of my tears
I go back into hiding
waiting for the traps and tribulations of tomorrow
Copyright © S. Grace | Year Posted 2021
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