Bully

By Corey Mesler

He took me into the woods.

My home seemed far away.

He took me into the woods

and tied me to a tree.

I was small and wispy

like the best prey.

I cried. He danced with joy.

His heart was a nest

of yellow jackets.

He left me. A friend came

and undid my bonds.

Later, at home, I knew how

far down I had gone, how

much further I was from God.

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