i dream of a sprawling glade sometimes
shimmering verdant waves
wishing i could go where the breeze goes
and a song of nectar there
like mother's milk
where there are no monsters
a song for the carrion flowers
a disappearing song
a dog-eaten child in the tall grass
3 comments:
so beautiful and inspiring.
i'd love to do a collab poem with you sometime.
Thank you. A joint effort would be fun.
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