Buried in the backyard
of someone else's dream
nickel smell of a newly
turned soil
oh, the choking roil
spring
summer
fall
leaves collecting all
ivy planting
roots chanting
& a lusty cloud
devouring the
silver glow
of a rapturous moon show
tickling
prickling
a new bud did grow
ashes
to
ashes
lightning flashes
dust
to
dust
angry sky mimicking disgust
old heart buried
now becoming one
with earth
& in the seductive glow
of a ruddy sunset
a wild heart did rise
throwing head back
thunder now in my eyes
wild orchid
sighs
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