Jump from a bridge into a stream
High up in view: the dark sky spinning
Cannot shake my binding roots
Fixed until they are fully torn
A shielded stranger keeps still
Indifference being the function
Minding my own as my body knots
And my torso turns to wood
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 8:22 PM UTC
Jump from a bridge into a stream
High up in view: the dark sky spinning
Cannot shake my binding roots
Fixed until they are fully torn
A shielded stranger keeps still
Indifference being the function
Minding my own as my body knots
And my torso turns to wood
wooden cabins and salty air in heaven
