poetry


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if it cuts you

makes you bleedoutthosewordsredwordsfalling

then you know you’re alive that

the yew tree

black against pale moonlight does not leer it is merely dead and you

lying at the root craving darkness cannot crawl out

of the light the light that shows your nakedness crashing glass 

shattering of bone china dreams 

cutting

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