Recoil, Regroup

      Just to move away from

   this space this place

       This gap in the forest walls

         Where you’ve pounded out chunks
                                not big enough
                                not… structurally sound

        There, I keep pieces of untouched tucked away
from me             sounds resound
                                     your… smile
                                         your….. one squinty eye

         What’s left in pines
                           I cannot help but retract, recoil, regroup
from tinder       sparks across time
         
          Axes shimmer
                         single handed glances
fell                   blades upon
                         you’re long gone

I’m left behind
        
 


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