Entangled (Sacred Signia)

The vines like living, growing dungeon chains
Entwine around
My chest and arms and legs, fully restrained,
Held to the ground.
One weakened link weakly resists my throes—
My bonds unsound—
And breaks, but freedom won is not quite known
While vines, though broken, still need to be thrown
Off, disentangled from my limbs that claim
Release. They run, not able to remain.


What is a Sacred Signia?


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