The only way to evade nemesis
is to break both his legs.

And even though he’s crippled
he’ll still try to catch you

measuring your sprinting
heartbeat against his resolve.

Don’t look back – his face
will terrify you, your shield

is made of feathers. His claws
are clams. Be wary in spite of

his infirmity. His mind is a chasm
waiting for you to plunge into. 

© Chris Johnson