traversals/

Posted on January 26, 2022 by Michael Raven

night-tripping forest skim
blinking through breaks
& branches slim
roots gnarled twined earth
knuckle oak finger birch
birching my back pure
downpour me
wash away words
leaving only
glorious scream

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