fashion gone rouge
THE FOREST
next year they will be marked
again with circles of paint
like numbers tattooed on wrists
waiting for the train.
The conversation of the trees
is now stunted--
a stricken, amazed
silence echoes.
The caretakers count
their 30 pieces of silver.
again with circles of paint
like numbers tattooed on wrists
waiting for the train.
The conversation of the trees
is now stunted--
a stricken, amazed
silence echoes.
The caretakers count
their 30 pieces of silver.
The loggers count their
board-feet and drink another beer
by barranca
It's not the whole poem, but I thought it was beautiful.
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Veldig fine bilder :)
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