My Chosen Bestiary

I’d steal an octopus
and have her train me
in the art of escape.

So, when you held me down
I could
flatten myself paper thin
and slide whatever body part
you weren’t occupied with
off the bed and across the room.

I might have to steal a scorpion, too.
I’d ask her to sacrifice
herself for me
because I think
you won’t
let go without
a quick killing blow.

Finally, I’ll steal a snake
to help me slip away.

She’d hide me in grassy hollows and
teach me how to bask in the sun
and shed all the parts you touched.