Escapee

For many beasts, surpassing rare, do prowl,
surpassing fell, the jungles of delight,
caution is required and impossible
when delight holds sway caution is at bay

poetry monster, marvel among them,
beast, jungle, delight, all these wrapped as one,
flesh of air, sinews of sound, bones of words,
claws and teeth of light, swift rapture as prey

poetry monster, occasionally
kind, is my next of kin, who is lost
and found within I could not do without
although it vexes me, disturbs my sleep

what I am I will never know, for I'm
at best escapee of my reverie