Chaste Chase

The narrative here became so fetid.
I leaned in, owned it & myself feted.

I’m out on furlough to places placid.
Refreshed as I was, the pulse was flaccid.

I’m quite sure footed in my life purpose.
A rare found stance, like Amazon porpoise.

My island’s naked & slightly hirsute.
A similar inlet is my pursuit.

I know better than to look for idols.
I’ll not find harbor in perfect idylls.