Poezie
Voiceless forest
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Mediu
I\'m looking at you
you seem to me
an orange caught
in a pile of ants...
You have feathers
instead of eyebrows
and two thick
dark brown logs
for legs.
you are a tree
that shouts at its cutter
and weeps its humanity...
Your knees
bursting with squirrels
your heels
bursting with seeds.
I am trying to understand you
but all I can see
is a voiceless forest
and I am stepping into it
looking for you.
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