Day 23/catchup: balm

If I spent my last moments
on this planet
indespant and shrense,
would you finally open up
and breathe me some barthey verses.

Panoramic
juncted words –
brandished in copper,
metable to your heart
and knotted into mine.

Sometimes in the silence
beneath an oak tree,
words are salvings
to soothe
the indespant and the shrentic.

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Day 23/catchup: balm

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