Timber whispers seep from hollow.
Oaken chasms, seasoned skin.

Sapling pines strain sap from time.
The kind to mend a fractured wind.

Of splintered veins weep pores of swallowed.
Sweetened aid ties supple limbs.

A figure full from height and borrowed.
Halves of state that harbor this.

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Portions know a sterile singe.
A taking for our grip.

The backs of knives carve parting lines.
Flooded by the pigments lips.

From fluttered steel barks cutting edge.
Teeth to weave a stuttered stitch.

By hand we'll take what's ours to see.
A fingers length of measured tip.