Vivid dreams lurk in my soft tissue brain
Mother Earth reached out from the ground , Root arm cracks through the skull
Grasps my thoughts like a reaper takes a life.
Her roots plunge right back into the ground.
The body falls over limp, no life.
Decompose. A cherry blossom tree.
New thoughts are planted as a seed. Different life from before. New perspective of living. Grow now.
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Author:
JonathanRoyMartinez (
Offline) - Published: June 3rd, 2018 01:27
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Thoroughly enjoyable. Thank you for posting
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