by Rachel M. Patterson
The ancient garden looks dead tonight,
Darkness feeds it with her poison,
It hums with ossified future light,
A light the now appears frozen.
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The promise of a flame in the morning,
Hypnotizes the wandering mind,
A ghosted tree heeds it’s warning,
The gruesome remains scar the blind.
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The wiry leaves once so green,
Frame ragged hearts unseen.
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My eyes are weary with regret,
That Eden fell twice or more yet.
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