one day i woke up
and i found myself sleeping beneath the leaves.
three nights alone hidden in the soil,
where fear was illumination and i
was scared of the next dawn's daylight.
somewhere high above me
birds kept circling in their orbits,
dreading the earth that slowly buried me
with its old hands at last,
making up the rusty casket with room for only one.
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 5:33 PM UTC
one day i woke up
and i found myself sleeping beneath the leaves.
three nights alone hidden in the soil,
where fear was illumination and i
was scared of the next dawn's daylight.
somewhere high above me
birds kept circling in their orbits,
dreading the earth that slowly buried me
with its old hands at last,
making up the rusty casket with room for only one.
