[Lines]

Author: Nida /

2008011021016046

Underneath all
You tilt your head
Drowning in crackling
Floating troughout
The map of black veins

Late autumn leaves
Trawling to fists
Crackling on branches
Which
Like black veins
Strech out
Along the grey sky

Ticking crawls to slow motion
lines drying with shadows
Gets your glance stuck
And rewinded like tape

Lines, drying with shadows
Lines, dying form them.

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