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Limbs

He wraps his long tree-like limbs around you      
And holds you      
     
Says you are his fruit,      
And you apologize      
     
The summer heat licks you with madness      
     
You carve into the flesh of your fruit      
To feel something and then the grateful nothing      
     
You attempt to murder the fruit on his tree      
He didn't know you were already rotting    
     
The sun is settling red    
     
You watch the blood of fruit settle down past the silhouette of mountain,      
same as it runs down the silhouette of bark and limbs  
     
And still he holds you      
     
And you-      
You apologize to him for this too
Written by Damselinhandcuffs
Published | Edited 28th Sep 2024
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