(aspen)
Grass to gravel
Green to grey-black
Fading to the beginning
They stood and covered me
Like sticks
With fingers
And eyes
Blink and rustle
(their goodbye)
And promise to keep our bones,
wood, stones ,
and sediment.
Searched for in floors
Closets,
Small attic doors.
Found in fuzzy contrast
between the our lenses
and worn skin.
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