Spell B O U N D

Spelled Out Spellbound, he captured me But it was only a dream. Craftily my mind carved A space where we danced And he drank honey From my pomegranate navel. Gently we caressed Butterfly kisses extended Unto flight of heart. Spellbound, he captured me But he was only a dream His rugged jacket and Camouflages marched Like ghosts in a desert An aching in the hollows of my belly Called out to him Our wedding day approached As I searched for wedding dresses Pressed into Bridal magazines forever A flower of international deceit Instant bravery served like Coffee wasted unto a table of Unfinished jigsaw puzzles. Spellbound he captured me But I was only a dream Jacked up into a tiny space I did not even scream When my very being splintered At my second birth Blood and dust compressed Clanging in the ears Of innocent passersby I dissolved like ice Buttered popcorn thrown into A crowded theatre Surprising everyone yet Recognizable as marches For freedom That will always and never Be attainable. He pushed me into a corner Of my own life and I looked Out screaming until I broke the spell. I captured the dream Sat it at a distance Breathing life into it A dragon blast of oxygen A parade of hope Like on January 16 Every year dreaming Of peace and rightness Spell broken I captured me Forcing air into my Lungs as I expanded Breath after breath Thought after thought Step after step Lifting my hands Unto the plow Reclaiming my raisin From the explosion Digging the ditches Of reconnection Forming a mound of Clay into a habitation Praying arrogantly that all Spellbound captivity Will end.