Strong Beautiful Wild - It is not so much...

It is not so much
The sight
Of this
As it is
The sound
And the feel
Of it
The tug
On the thinnest thread
The spiders web
Connection to the fury
The struggle

It is the smelling
Of the insides
Unadorned
Naked
Fresh

The tasting
Of it
All of which comes
much later

A payment due
Received
Nothing left
Over

It all happened one day
You know
How
It goes
I will try
This time to
Remember it
Really

Maybe not
This one
Sure But
All of them
Seen Rising
Heard Falling
Felt Pulling
Smelled Opening
And Tasted
Tasted
Memory