Last night I dreamt
by Eleni Polinska
Last night I dreamt
Of someone I loved before.
I curled into him
like a small animal burrows.
I will run through the dark
til I’m left panting,
heavy screaming ragged
& wild like my mother.
I’ll love freely only
when I am absolved from being the object.
I refuse to be a haversack
for his desire.
I will not choke down
the hot coals he hands me.
I hold them in tight fingers,
Far from my lips.
I have loved before, yes,
but never as burning.
There will always be
staunch reservations.
In the dim wood
I face surreal agonies;
larval, embryonic, crying echoes.
I clutch the flesh of my soft belly,
My eyes will close
to the pitch black.
& sunspots dance
in the periphery.
About the Author
Eleni Polinska is a poet, student, someday novelist, and cat mom from Ohio.