Skeleton faces hold us down
Pushing poisonous flowers in our noses.
We sleep.
We dream of howling.
We wake bound in a watery cave.
The howling is real.
Blue light refracts from somewhere
through mineral rich pools.
The animal crys are distant.
Are they animal?
Are they distant?
We writhe within vines
binding ankles and wrists.
Scrape against rocks too smooth.
Slimy algae grows along the water’s edge
We roll into it and coat our constraints.
Working and worming until we are soaked and spent
But free.
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