Stirring
Brushing
Aching
Lurking
There's a warmth in the air
Life sits still
Only our arms move
Wavering in panic
We don't know where to go
Up and leave
Abandon our roots
But we've been here so long
There is a beat that is loud
Our arms burn
How long have we been here for?
Where is persephone?
There is still warmth without her
Was she real?
Chase them
Follow us
Stick here
Stay with me
Never leave
Though our legs are mangled
And our past is tangled
Though you hurt
Order is compliance
Wave
Whisper
Leave
Dialate your hue
Fall apart
Wake again
A continueum
Breathe the new cycle
Dance harder
Writhe
Faster
Follow the changes
Wind yourself
back
Break and rot
Snap
Snap
Snap
Sn
Ap
Piece
By
Piece
All of you is separated
Scattered to the wildlife
Forestry a prison
Follow fabric
Forget to remind time
Follow fabric
Mutton between wolf teeth
Listen
Do not lead
Black
Whispers
Hushed
questions
Silenced
demands
There are blades
They may take us
They may carve us
To better fulfill a mold
To hollow further their modernity
Scattered too, the wildlife
Hidden from predators
With crackling staffs
And shapeshifters from the underbrush
They mock us
With their artillery
There are monsters in the woods
With blades
The size of crickets
It burns
But we ache after they leave
There are no options