peering through eyelids and
between leaves branches trees
someones eyes are sliding around varied green
dull, flat, still, because
you forgot to paint the sky alive, today

spinning blades making wind
tossing leaves gently inside and
outside it is natural i just
don't want to touch that or
feel anything, gone or falling

probably i would step out onto
the breeze if i felt it would hold
all of this and me i only want
to write like the wind moves or
as a leaf blends into becomes a tree

to have you forget that
i am so many pieces

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