My Prison Souls
She Put Her Boots On













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She Put Her Boots On

The window pane
All black and
White blinds turned to grey
In the fire I burnt you
All of you
Into a crispy charcoal pancake
To feed the keeper
Of my soul
The owner of my boots.

COPYRIGHT HEATHER PRUDENCE DAVIS