Dverse Food

skullIslandMan

To Stir

I sleep,
profound in a dream
of molten chocolate.

We are cannibals
stirring an iron pot,

drenched from eruptions
of its gentle simmer.

We are a whirlpool of dance.

And then I wake,
speechless

in a blaze of sunlight.

Morning always comes
with its deep blue skies,
laughing me awake.

 

 

4:dVerse ©️ Misky 2019

One response to “Dverse Food”

  1. Yep. There it is.

    Robert Mims
    Writer, Editor, Storyteller
    remims53@outlook.com

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