The Specialist

The mask you wore was winter
Stripped
And still
After you had “the talk”
With a man and
Shattered his world
The burden of the gift
To save lives
Stalks you like a wolf
Tramping circles in the snow
Snapping at your limbs while
You must be unbreakable
It wasn’t cancer
But you didn’t know
That then
You were so close to crying
I thought you might
Give in
Instead,
You blustered about
Furious at the load
If not you
Then who
You are the Specialist
Digital Collage Media: Midjourney, Pexels, Adobe Stock Photos, Font — superclarendon light; Photoshop Elements 2024