In the Fires of The Forest



my mistress will cough on fumes of annihilation

 as she dreams of me in my fine silk gown–

strolling through the flames

of monday dawn


with a soft embrace

nestled in my pocket

for her to keep

until her time

has burned away

“Sweet Dreams” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

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