THE VINE

shadow424

it’s beginning

stretches out,

learning to

reach and unfold,

becoming

an authentic

existence of

bold arteries

and searching veins

unaware of

good and evil

while worshipping

sun and moon

on red bricks

abandoned fences

road signs

garden posts

burdening itself

to outgrow 

  • Author: shadow424 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2021 21:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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