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wonderland
autumns chill tingles my skin
hairs rising on the nape of my neck
I feel the bumps rise
spreading down my arms and spine
a sharp exhale
a cloud of steam
lifting to naked branches
cleansed of crumpled leaves
brown, lifeless, paper thin
wind swirls foliage scrap
wrapping around my frame
playing with my hair
circular and convulsing
breeze tickles my teeth
cool touch to the tips of my nerves
bundled in twine
frayed on the edges
hard steel of the bench beneath me
solid foundation on a day
of infinite blue skies
my tether to the terrain
earths binding chain of gravity
the only reason for my corpse
to not float off into the vast wonderland of space
my mind already at home among the clouds
© Graveyard Grace
hairs rising on the nape of my neck
I feel the bumps rise
spreading down my arms and spine
a sharp exhale
a cloud of steam
lifting to naked branches
cleansed of crumpled leaves
brown, lifeless, paper thin
wind swirls foliage scrap
wrapping around my frame
playing with my hair
circular and convulsing
breeze tickles my teeth
cool touch to the tips of my nerves
bundled in twine
frayed on the edges
hard steel of the bench beneath me
solid foundation on a day
of infinite blue skies
my tether to the terrain
earths binding chain of gravity
the only reason for my corpse
to not float off into the vast wonderland of space
my mind already at home among the clouds
© Graveyard Grace
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