Sagittarius Dream

Free Verse ReVolution

Other years,
I’ve let my fear
play falcon.

Like ripples taking flight
by the
gallon
under
talons uncoiled, that
fear become embroiled in
the balance between
wanting gills
and having
lungs.

Other years,
I would have
been a fish on
the surface asking
abduction from
cold currents,

even begging
birds of
prey.

This time around I’m
oxygen and
earth,
forest infernos and
spared berths
between.

This time, serene;
a creature of conceit dancing
around a flame,
asking your name

(simple tricks of
trust).

Heathen of warmth
preaching
a love
that’s either
long con or lunacy,
for cold is no small
cruelty to inflict
upon a
beast.

But he’s soft-spoken
and sweet,
sage enough
in speech to debate
even doppelgängers,
as much strangers
to him as any
lover or
friend,

and you wonder to
what end he could have been
ostracised, left to
convince others his lies are
genuine.

I always…

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