Beartrap Island

You can’t have me
I won’t go, I’m not yours to move
Or own, or spin around the room
And if you’re so strong, then how come
I can scrawl this down at all?
I can’t give you a name, but I can
Bring my fist (with the force of the rain)
Down on you (in that other place)
My arm comes back all sticky
But you’re removed, for now
You’ll come around again
As a dirty kid
With insects all in your mouth
But, after thirteen months
On Beartrap Island
I’ll have learned the words
To bring you down