I dreamt I was a lonely soldier
Walking through empty silent chambers,
My footsteps echoing like bullets.
Sword in hand, I marched all night
Until the oppressive dark subsided.
Sunrise flared like a muzzle flash,
Blasting the bricks with golden fire;
The warmth reminded me of desire.
Memories lurked like jungle snipers,
To ambush my tenuous self-control–
I chanted mantras to scare them off
And waved my sword so brash and bold.
A thousand crows flew screaming
And discharged the story of my life:
The joy, the crash, the poison kiss…
And then I knew the bomb that ticks
Inside the prison of my ribs
Was no longer mine… but only his.
Written for Sadje’s What Do You See?
Image from Pixabay.
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