All she thinks about
is of breaking hay
of giving
to animals wintered
of ways to show the lamb
to become unaccustomed to silence
as she holds an
old radio to her ear
and walks through a dark
so moonless
she cannot see the fingers
she holds up before her
but she can hear
blood as it pulses
and this guides her
so she will not fall prey
to the myth of a life lived in sadness
if housed beyond cities
Thanks for reading and writing comments Efi x
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