The cancerous floral proliferation of a creative-minded child
Can conjure rabies in a Dad like Snow White’s poison apple.
It goes: fresh undulating capillaries form, at dreamtime, ‘neath
The foundations of a country home conjoining not one, but four
Four children to the central Nervous system of a hardwood,
cross-borne body turning every virgin dandelion to oak
They cast each stem in pitch and resin
instill the fear of God in amber bones.
The cinders dance like lightning bugs
Over the bonfire’s conflagrating trepidation.
Ana Celeste Poetry 