• crowtonic 14w

    we are tangled
    in the noisy fingers of
    a hungry earth
    walking among dry roots and thorns

    still, life pesists

    giving of its honey-tongued fruit
    though the soured mouths
    of its children
    no longer savor it

    love is loyal in this way
    selfless
    even when it is starving


    ©crowtonic