I never used to beg as a child. Now I’m on my knees asking you please, please, please, please. Instead you kill me with a smile and a ha ha ha.“I’m here,” was all you had to say to chase away the monsters from below my bed. But instead you had me up against a wall with your hands around my neck.
Gestures got displaced- like denial of a sacrificial dream to unreach the stars and hide behind the moon to never have to see the light-of-day all over again.
“I’m leaving, I’ll see you in a minute,” I say as the fire licks at my feet and the heat envelopes me.
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