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I like to climb trees when it rains There’s an old tree in my yard With fungus sporadically coagulating on The piney smooth bark And when I feel a storm coming I strip off my shoes, when it is hot or cold And I climb up to the very top Wind shakes the branches that my feet dangle over In my mind, I plummet over the edge Like a baby bird or piece of fallen divinity But sitting in a tree while I lose sensation of my skin With my lips blue And hair whipped by gusts and gales Seeing only the lightning in ****** wars With rapidly healing wounds of instantaneous radiance And the growlcrashscreamROAR of cracks in air Is the closest I will ever get to flying --or falling
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 2:16 PM UTC
Escape
I like to climb trees when it rains There’s an old tree in my yard With fungus sporadically coagulating on The piney smooth bark And when I feel a storm coming I strip off my shoes, when it is hot or cold And I climb up to the very top Wind shakes the branches that my feet dangle over In my mind, I plummet over the edge Like a baby bird or piece of fallen divinity But sitting in a tree while I lose sensation of my skin With my lips blue And hair whipped by gusts and gales Seeing only the lightning in ****** wars With rapidly healing wounds of instantaneous radiance And the growlcrashscreamROAR of cracks in air Is the closest I will ever get to flying --or falling
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madeleine2q
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 2:16 PM UTC
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