May 2015
not a sound escapes
his vacuum-sealed-tight lips
but he wraps his steady branches of arms
around my shivering twigs
and he holds me
until nature has reclaimed the earth
and us with it
his vacuum-sealed-tight lips
but he wraps his steady branches of arms
around my shivering twigs
and he holds me
until nature has reclaimed the earth
and us with it
this format doesn't make any sense // who cares
