I am being eaten alive
By the earth
The fire
And you
With terrifying speed
And abject reason
You have grown through me
Choked
Chided
Creeping
Creaking
My noble intentions
Throttled
Left to burn
As I breathe my last
I can do no more
Virginia
I never loved you
Is this a play on Virginia Creeper? In whatever language?
gratias ago!
ita vero!
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Stu Buck
Thu 9th Jul 2015 23:35
yes! i have a willow tree in my front garden and was just thinking how sad it would be if it got throttled. then i saw it as an allusion for suffocation love. it grew from there. if you pardon the pun.