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herald step

stick crack-snap grey

with white blotches and

green moss toothed tagged

into soft forest leaves

the sky is green

my hands are stitched

with shadow webs

i am buried under your

shame i wish i had not asked

for to be myself

bark shatters from soggy logs

fallen fixture of my mind

i'm a mixture of your design

take me not from this haven 

i know nothing of the world

barely out of thought

i almost escape