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i live (i was elected so).
i haven’t any following.
i’m not made real by kneeling here,
before the pond leaves’ absolution.
inside each glen
that carves in elms,
the space is uninheritable.
the times are theirs, though i keep watch.
i feather in november mud
where i am bedfast,
where i am lightproof.
i try to sing the songs i’ve learned,
ordain a ministry in the brush
and transmute the world into some medium,
if even just a mandate of one
where i am relevant
and ever heard
(from).
i haven’t any following.
i’m not made real by kneeling here,
before the pond leaves’ absolution.
inside each glen
that carves in elms,
the space is uninheritable.
the times are theirs, though i keep watch.
i feather in november mud
where i am bedfast,
where i am lightproof.
i try to sing the songs i’ve learned,
ordain a ministry in the brush
and transmute the world into some medium,
if even just a mandate of one
where i am relevant
and ever heard
(from).
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Gosh
That first line is just so strong and relatable.
"The times are theirs but I keep watch" wow.
:"Lightproof."
"A ministry in the brush and transmute the world into some medium"
The ending is a little sad...
I just love the way you have described this place.
Loved this
That first line is just so strong and relatable.
"The times are theirs but I keep watch" wow.
:"Lightproof."
"A ministry in the brush and transmute the world into some medium"
The ending is a little sad...
I just love the way you have described this place.
Loved this