Vine

–A new piece that has been evolved over a few drafts in the past week.

vine
may this vine green itself
upon the ventricles
of your lungs.  may this vine
twixt itself within the
whisper of your hair.  may
this vine straighten within the
daybreak of your corneas.  may this
day fulfill the premise
of our breath.
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Father, hardcore worker for the underserved. Sometimes I write.
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