I swallowed the last bit of poison from your memory
and vomited up all of the false jewels I'd been holding onto
out of a strange sense of loyalty.
When the Dawn Road appeared,
shimmering through the swaying trees,
I cut the cord with a single breath
and knew I was finally free.
(c) 2018 / Frank LaRue Owen (Wandering Stone Lantern) / purelandpoetry.com
sound: Flooaw / Aventura