maid (new poem)

your satin dress across yourself
swishy in your stars
all victories have come to this
a winner gives their sword
eyes upon infinity
somewhere in the clouds
lost in others’ certainties
tethered to this ground
french fancy playfulness
false paradise of petty nicenesses
dream child of another moon
you forgot the rule of rule
or this a meaty lesson
wolves can’t help consume


A. H (12th August 2022)

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