Chestnut Crown

Mottled sky

Damp skin

Earth blanket





Chestnut crown and papercuts


Night bleeds into day

Shadow winds smite their prey


Paths appear cut through vine

Awaiting her enveloped by twine


As weary souls collect for bed,

Resigned to one made of thread.



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