If I turn left I wander in a field of flowers

Growing tall like poppies and wild like roses

Through undulating hills that never end

Windows with the starlight shining through

Unbeginning freedom that continues to grow




If I turn right there is a man who darkens my door

I would never be alone not would I be lonely

In fact I would feel nothing at all but the prickle

Of eyes on my back watching and waiting to lay hands on me

Sticky paws clawing through my veins like his kisses clawed into my heart




At least I didn’t end up alone

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