Crossing Wilderness
23 April 2017
The treehouse hanging
Within southern skies aflame
Forever blown game
Symbiotic nerves
In basket of glass shattered
Unrelenting curves
Points of resonance
Reaching through tendrils of Time
Crossing Wilderness
Reading of the poem:
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