It's Still Life

Two Views

from the woods
from the lake
that was the view
from her bed.

she woke with
savaged hair and
a thumping head,
the sun was
a knife in her
blue fire eyes.

and the trees
from the woods
by the lake
with a view
of her bed
laughed at what
she did all night.

for dVerse and Twiglets #176 ©️ Misky 2020