At The Eye of The Storm
written by: Tea Solon
i met you. clad in golden
wounds with one eye gone
and calcified bones broken
you pulled out the garb of
oaken splinters from my body
and staple wires from my lips.
cow car tree boulder stirred
above us. river stone wood
wind eddied around us as
we held onto each other.
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