enter the forest

a maze of mists darkened


wizened oak and aspen gnarled and thick sway without a breeze and some unseen river's muffled roar permeates the brisk fog filled air around you


a moss dirt dance floor crowded by the gods and goddesses of old in a timeless dance to the sounds of gagged silence



my home is here
a demi god among giants


a tender of leaves, each one a life where each pain is an illusion
laid gently to rest by the whispering wind


an ender of words


for the timeless; such trivialities are lost degredations and meaningless interruptions to action




i am tested with maintaining the silence


balanced upon the last dying note of lifes embracing song faced with my undoing time to pull the bullet while all who watch probly knew it all my pain is an illusion


burnt by a breeze disease control eminating fuck it

breathe




in silence all is as it should be




in all it's chaotic tranquility

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