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Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
Rain drop fantasy
I gently weep
In the morning
Spirits are closer
The sky has no end
And from it the hills emerge
Willows with me
Wisps in the fog
Willows with me
Theres something near
Willows with me
Now I can hear
The willows with me
I am there again
On the road
So far down
One light glowed
I walked
And walked and walked
Only the willows talked
Only the willows
Would ever talk
Often the convoluted nature of time and memories creates patterns in memories that match with contemporary life
Merwin Nikad Oct 2018
I can't feel warmth anymore
Peel me back to the cold core
My engines don't start
My cogs won't turn
I can't feel the warmth anymore
I remember shade in the trees
I can still think of the frost on the wood
But all that's with me now
All that's with me now
Loneliness
Let me soak
Sorrow
Let me soak
Leave me to rust
Let me lie
Let flowers groom my sodden corpse

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