Friday, August 8, 2008

forest void

the ceiling fan moves
the still air
in the wooded forest i'm
a lone bear
the warm soil on my
hands with my fingers
stretching towards forever
my face is hot my eyes
burn as the sun
that's worlds away
out here in the void
where i'm always gonna stay
stay with me
little comfort
little security

the dust settles everywhere
my throne
my power lay dormant
my staff and it's luster gone
scuffed and ancient
ageless i kneel
my head aches
with cryptic knowing
and things barely felt
with a heart as a forest overgrown

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