--for S.A,
A long, long,long time ago
I awoke to tangled vines
strangling my neck but but twas only the day breaking
drugged-down, pulled-out, bound and muzzled
shorn of strength, smiling was my struggle
puzzled, mute-jawed, fear-clawed
this was my greeting
eyes shutting near dawn, carring nets of extinguishment
the night snearing any dreams
nocturnal figures eerily distant
claw of words, shards of charcoal
the taste of the charnel house between my lips
but having devoured me and reduced my house to rubble
it surrendered me to the light; the ransom was paid
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