know me, kronk

by akiva hirsch

In the heart of Peru,

lives a man

too good to be true.

He stands so tall

with his chin

floating o'er us all.

When he steps

the earth may shake

for his quadriceps

but I fear him not

for his largest muscle

is his heart.

But that is not the one I want

to feel.

I want Kronk to know me

like Adam knew Eve.

I want Kronk to know me

till he can know no more.

Teach me to speak with squirrels

with your strong tounge.

Cook for me

in the oven of your heart.

Bring me into your hut

and I'll let you into mine.

Kronk

Know me, till you can know no more