500
Twisted toes wrapped around leaves
Leaves grope amongst ropes that used to channel their love by stems
Cry - - cry naked tree
What is essential is invisible to the eye
And those many pains and cracks suffer
Barks Skin
Those leaves that were once promised
Now sit amongst grounds, baking in the sun
Crumbling to almost nothing
As watering eyes cry
Wait for a time
Right beneath the stars
Sit silently amongst sheets that whisper when they break
Restlessly lie in moon lit boxes and howl till lungs drip
Rest amongst my shoulder as the night repeats
Hold on to my arm and lock your fingers twistedly inside mine
Let's sit like queens perched with our roots soaking in soaps of silk
Make not with me dead
Look for no linger alive
Blind eyes with covers
While night falls
Sit silently amongst sheets that whisper when you break
Commercials bribe all things when days become late
Every minute is one left at stake
Avoid your freight
And shake with might
That soon leaves will stop falling in the wind
Sounds of crumbles and crackle stop humming the bottom of feet
Need not feel that your sticks must bleed
…anymore.
