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letra de my branches - anna gordon

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i was a guest in your succulent realm:
a ship lost at sea, and i at the helm
your rivers ran deep, through the grooves in your skin
and i rowed through them all in a small plastic bin
through rapids and white waterfalls
i rowed through them all, i rowed through them all

i’m too scared to touch in your fragile museum:
all these treasures on display, it ain’t enough just to see them
i wandered through your branches and pines
left only footprints, but took what was mine
through cedar and white alder trees
all tangled in leaves, all tangled in leaves

i climbed your geography
to find what made you
and what made me
i held you close to my skin
so that we might lose track
of where we begin

i felt like a child at play in the gr-ss:
curious hands picking up, and then putting back
the whole world ached to reach back for me
but i hid from its fingers in the trunk of your tree
through windstorms and white splintered wood
you’ll shelter me good, please shelter me good

i climbed your geography
to find what made you
and what made me
i held you close to my skin
so that we might lose track
of where we begin

but why don’t you ever explore
my branches, my rivers
my forests, my sh-r-s?
you never left a footprint or mark
save a set of initials
you carved in the bark
credits

- anna gordon

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