Sweet Scarecrow

What have
we come
to now?
You'd crow
to me
helpless love

but love
must have
left me.
Please come
and crow
more, now.

Right now!
Call, love,
eat crow,
I'll have
you come,
for me.

Use me
for now,
sweetly come,
skinny love.
I'll have
my scarecrow.

Black crow
haunts me,
you have
control now,
my love,
so come.

I come
soft crow-
ing love
take me,
for now.
We have

years we two, you and me,
sweet scarecrow, grasp it now
for we have love. "Indeed we have."


Survivor poem - Form M – Sestina – Trigger 12 "scarecrow"