a forest full of trees

fibrous ossein brittle… break creak hum till time rots wood center strong then grinds the rest to dust dead deep the wound of …a slow starving end threatens this fortress canopy sheltered, nested, burrowed feather and fur sugar blood dripping, sip moss endures, it slurps, it consumes conversations between fungal neurons a collective one mind, one body, one lung breathe

touch

callused, rough, and crooked

… oh how I adore you...

marked

remember the way?

I will show you

up to the sun,

reach.

push down to the dank.

stretch.