in a studded wood, you river
sapless stream of spruce bark
-no ailment
-no midwife for the sediment
in a black mirror, the seer
needled to the tree-
two ravens
I know what my future holds
watch as the horse balks
white rind eyes
hopeless as stars
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 2:19 AM UTC
in a studded wood, you river
sapless stream of spruce bark
-no ailment
-no midwife for the sediment
in a black mirror, the seer
needled to the tree-
two ravens
I know what my future holds
watch as the horse balks
white rind eyes
hopeless as stars
