Tree Walk
a cold sleep
under chilling dreams
mostly
bones find each other
a dirt path
in the tall woods
the ill-bred trees
as usual –
darkly
disinterested
rabbit running
helter-skelter
down the track
heading at me
it is being chased
by what
I did not see
behind my shoulder
a deadly scuffle
I keep walking
my steps
are less shock proof
Back home
taking shoes and socks off
naked feet flounder
bones hang loose
again
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