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Spell B o u n d

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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.

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