deep gashes
carved
into peeling bark.
words.
no.
letters.
a story?
of sorts.
or just
lines.
framed
by a heart.
carved
into peeling bark.
words.
no.
letters.
a story?
of sorts.
or just
lines.
framed
by a heart.
meet me in the dream where the windows open onto bird flight
with sparrows flitting shadows across the room,
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