DOORS IN WOODS

brambles mouth pillows

a person’s steps

break brown hearing

from wind’s signature

branches bark agreements

accept through mould

a thrush-shape

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through animal-bed

heaviest mouth-skills

& eyes ceiling a door

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tongues elongating

through brambles

crackling plays

of ice

broken hearing

sheds strangers’ feet

feet rip against

cross-hatch

gathering reminders

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moss passing

the room

woven tongues

gate sense’s

dreams from brambles

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reading mouths’

seasons opens slats

open slats smell

mushroom

an asocial

nostril blurs

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closed wood(-)shapes

gather a thrush

brambles’ skills

zip eyes

stories become

one ring

of woven hair

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vast abyss-doors

warm nothing

gold stories

beam people

through toes

travel is

the hole

builders feather

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corner pushing

through woven dream

woods amongst

clothed crunch

liquid creeks

become a bed’s

signature

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in step hear

ling & sea

ever-sensitive

twigs can open

cross-mush

in some

croaked mind

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cracks passing loss

forgotten eyes

meeting ceilings

the heaviest hole

pockets

human shapes