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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Nature · #2203574
What does it mean? Interpretation coming in my blog.

Through your hair
Swiftly blows a lifetime
As you hold your hat
Dream.
Scalp a-tingle
Nourishes soft hope.
Eyes that gleam see
Eternity.
Ghosts do scalp
A silver, stubbled man
In tattered overcoat
Nourished
On hard cider.
Dull eyes only see
The past.

Over all shoulders
And across the sea
We swam
Some drown
On dry land.
Backs to the future
We climb down
From bare trees
Winter ourselves
In white blankets
With invented
Silver visions others
Dreamt for us.

Beneath the boughs
A clutter
The last apples lay
Dream
As no creature devours
The rot we left.
Beneath the ground
We sleep tomorrow
All the tomorrows forgotten
Rest
Unlike the years we dread
The end.


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