Thursday, February 15, 2018

# 54 Victorian Nature

In a shaded forest
It was the end of the first fifth
tight with the greenest greens
we approached the river
and walked along the edge
she suddenly pushed away
peering through hidden leaves
my own face looking back at me
Laden with our Victorian nature
we had just kissed
Scaring birds with our human voices
you are safe with me
Chloroformed moths inside a box
Thousands of glass slides
cataloging each emotion
something stirred inside me
Pinning a beetle to a bark
pushed away by my love

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