Monday, 18 June 2012



so what now will I do with 
this part of me? 


there was a
throaty warble and
the field of grain rushed 
into me. I put my arms up into 
the trees to get the healing fluorescence


of the sap transported into my veins
its branches waving at me in the 
sunshine like a kinsman
and I became part of 
the tree 


its velvety 
liquor oozing down 
my throat causing flight 






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© Lizarikk 2012

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