An amber glow.
The dying light of eternity—it casts over me.
Tucked into a thicket, I lie, motionless.
Desperate for music, even just a cricket.
It’s aching silence and I have submitted to the Earth.
Take my body, take it wholly.
I pray for the leaves to wrap me tightly.
Into the woods, becoming the foliage.
I lie, in the ditch.
Paralyzed from the ground up—I only have my eyes.
They dart back and...
