Rustling lanes, winding roads
the rippling on the bank
of the path along the river
wherever the land is not buried
under city, I walk my days
in the smell of rotting
Mushrooms, spider webs
birds in the undergrowth
and dearest to me are the wild
flowers, thistles, chicory
pink anemones and poppies
I admire the gaunt, the sallow
the beauty under
the beauty of
the scars, the life
they pass on
Oct 13, 2024
Oct 13, 2024 at 4:06 AM UTC
Rustling lanes, winding roads
the rippling on the bank
of the path along the river
wherever the land is not buried
under city, I walk my days
in the smell of rotting
Mushrooms, spider webs
birds in the undergrowth
and dearest to me are the wild
flowers, thistles, chicory
pink anemones and poppies
I admire the gaunt, the sallow
the beauty under
the beauty of
the scars, the life
they pass on
For Maria Godschalk
Collection "Bruises"
