Effulgent
written by: Leanne Howard Kenney
@neeneebucket
I look upon them
envy, stomach a pit.
Biting on bottom, envisaging
just so, before letting go.
To taste
the poison fruit
of my flame
Upon the page
Of which I am not.
Saddened days
bespot,
rotted, from my thoughts.
If only,
I imagine, too,
He leapt from page
to meet me fraught.
Aware the start
too, the end
But, believed along
with gleeful thought,
oh so worth the shot.
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