Drop Bear Style

The koala has a thousand faces.
Each expression is refracted 
by one of the ten thousand things. 

The bear drops on the unsuspecting 
victim like sap on an amber mosquito;
a life's blood is stored for another age,
the tale told could resurrect that which
would have been lost in the woods.

That's fear's job: to make music 
from risk and sing the slogan 
worn by the confident 
in a way that scraps
certainty's invisible garment.