THEY CALL

Catalyst of flame
hair that strangles my name
Three walks in Eden
Not me

Not Even.

My lungs fill
Smoke and blood.

I’m just
temporary guest
dewdrop from
cosmos flood

They accepted the invitation,
cowering within the frame
of the Door they half stepped through.

I keep telling them
You can’t turn back now.

I apologize deeply.
I hadn’t chosen this.
I only wished to help
You
Heal and
Blossom.

I’ll be your Protomartyr.

Published by mikelenczycki

Not Anybody.

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