Rip Current (Poem)

Don’t ever get caught up in the current
state-of-you.
Don’t forget every seemingly invincible beasts you ever slew.
Never let the monsters make you untrue
to yourself, for, each time they could
only lunge and claw, you flew.
Never acknowledge the wingless, who,
because of you, can only gnash teeth and
sulkily rue.

From the Soul,