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it doesn't just come

    
you’re a force, you    
grown    
with a power    
lassoed pulled    
to earth    
sweat sting    
fingers    
dug through dirt    
toes buried silt    
on the bottom of a river    
will    
anchored 4 feet down round    
the roots of an oak    
resting in the ribs    
of your rolling hills    
you    
 
breathe with the grass    
blowing over in waves    
burn runes into the rocks    
with your eyes, you    
sing in guttural moans    
whisper in no secrets    
scream  
i.    
am.    
here.    
now.    
in your own voice    
your own stance, you    
hold it down with your goddamn boots    
fuck oppression    
in all its forms    
 
but bend    
the way      
the grass  
blows  
 
&you    
are contagious    
 
Written by Jestalessa
Published | Edited 30th Jan 2023
Author's Note
For Missy, chillin' for a comp :)
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