now everyone has been gassing up walking in the woods and it was pretty swell
Nature
[INSERT HEAVY BREATHING HERE]
so you go into the woods with a tent or whatever and cook not so good on a fire
When you see a patch of mud, on a trail in the woods, you’re supposed to walk through it…
A prickly bush on a trail, pebbles and stones falling as hail…
In the tunnel carved
out of leafy expanse
orange punctuates green…
in this kelly green dress,
I am floating over Irish fields and hills,
the white stripe above the hem
is a cloud nipping at the backs of my knees…
A bird flies by, singing a song, as a person below…
if a bird wants to wear its heart on its wings and show that its a bit down sometimes why does everyone have to act like
A dry desert field, burning in the summer sun…
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