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  • Writer's pictureSimon Templar

Winter Meta Forest

Updated: Apr 17, 2022

Me

Beyond the sweet timber smell of winter Walking wind curving body from the hinter


Fallen wet leaves smelling of cold bliss

Memories 30 years ago December myst


My sawdust to your stardust in a dark tomb Running water sounds under a Fall red moon


Heavy tears dripping down her breasts for years The climatic mood of this hour before your fears


Let us write this poem gasping for a final breath Lost in the meta forest just before my death

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