Tree House

Climb the tree of wants to pluck the fruit of desire

Swing from each branch, Darwin’s creation, and

Let Inhibition take control of skin and bones, then

Let your real self prostrate to another, until you find

(Your way) home

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One thought on “Tree House

  1. Home, where dawn with calm fingers
    Weaves the lovers’ hair into a sky
    Pregnant with stars gliding like prayers
    And quivering the hairs into a music
    Showering earth’s face and singing: One.

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