Day 2119, looking for.

Day's pictures, Poetry

I woke up

walking between white trees

and black branches

~

my new world was chaos

trees everywhere

but here

~

I fell backward

stumbled

it turned

~

I saw the rows

suddenly

and the trees

for the first time

~

disorder was just a misstep

and a turn

away

~

am I now afraid

to move

is that what I thought

just before I fell asleep

again

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