Out in the forest of the flesh
Where the deep beasts prowl
Where I will be devoured
It takes about an hour
Or I will just stand there
Like a tree at the bottom
Of an abyss unshaken
I didn't know if I was dying
Or being born the top of the tree
Had just blown open and on
The updraft I was lifted
Wings rocked out of the dream
And that it was just waiting for me
To let go of its branches
And drift upward to the sun
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