she set me
free
like lincoln
freed the slaves
with a wink
and a nod
to the camera

she saw my
future
sloppily written
on the palms
of my hands
before carefully
scrubbing them
clean
as i slept

she was an angel draped in brimstone, smoldering footprints wherever her feet touched the ground, her tarnished halo just an anchor, as she carelessly poisons all under her purview