Tuesday, March 22, 2011

the trees are white

the trees are white.
they've never been
this white before,
even after a snow.
they are pale
like bones, like
arms reaching
towards the black
sky, without skin,
without clothes.
the forest is white
with white trees.
they are a cloud
of ashes that won't
rise. they are what
you will be in time,
in good time.

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