Prevailed
The ritual was set to produce ashes from the bones
Cleansing by the fire for a sin they need to atone-
I didn't understand what was happening
As the body rose and bled
Where once was a living person
Was burned by fire instead
I didn't ever wish to be them
I hoped that no one else ever would-
I wouldn't wish this upon anybody
and I Don't ever want to sacrifice flesh and blood
I heard the fatal cry
As she left the holy veil
From this world into another
Cleansed in fire
We then prevailed
Rude Awakenings
Last night my head exploded.
No one was hurt but me.
No wonder no one will sleep with me.
I'm dangerous.
Who keeps exploding my head?
They must know
How volatile are its contents.
Not much will set it off.
My head has always exploded at night,
Waking me up with a start--
Heart racing, sweating profusely, and
Surviving the blast.
Now it's exploding in the daytime
For no reason at all
Head mines tripped by accidental thoughts
With a perimeter of collateral damage.
Dinner
Dim night.
Candlelight.
Table set for two.
I stare down at the shiny plate at my expression, blue.
My weak smile hides my weary eyes.
My calm demeanor masks the tumult in my brain.
My steady heartbeats drown out the ache--
Alas, I awake.
It was all a dream.
I sigh.
In reality, work will be on my Thanksgiving plate.
Followed by dinner with them...
...and a side of inevitable thoughts of you.