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If everything fell apart at once.

The beasts in the woods all breathe in my scent
and the trees, overhead
all flutter
with the summer breeze
I am alone
and dragging the night behind me,
I am at home and breathing this all in

the stars
up above that carry
all our thoughts and wishes
seem to retreat with my stare
while
sadly, they are inhabited by strange creatures
of dreams and sleep and fossil
from here I can see
the night from across the wire
and out here we all lay free
and useless
with our abused hearts
and minds.