XXXX

So it feels
XXXX is the flare
A stare or the nightmare
The good haven or the sentence
The pretense is of a memory lapse
Of a lost youth that never occurred

She's indeed, it feels
The morning wake of the shrieking feeling of change and danger

She is, however
Merely a child in the larger flame
Burning light
Igniting might
Writing signs and making wife as she walks