To No Avail- Paz
A forest is no hiding place,
delusion so macabre,
missing aspect of sentience,
at odds with human quest
Idyllic spot one might crave
that brambled graveyard
self mockery of silence,
mere barren vegetation,
to the weed strewn seeker
none the wiser of themselves
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