Under the Willow I Lay
Under the weeping willow,
I sit in seeping soil
on my knees
as I carve into trees,
to engrave our love naturally—
Do you do the same for me?
Under the loved leaves,
I lay in degloved detachment
upon your feet
as you attempt to leave,
to sacrifice myself indefinitely—
Do you do the same for me?
—inspired by Love Communion in FUNK
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