Sailor Rynni

Melt

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Sometimes I think about melting away
I would just way in the grass
The soft threads cradling me
I would slowing be absorbed in the dirt,
fertilizing the soil
the grass covering me like a blanket as I slip
deeper
I would stare up at the sky
lazy clouds drifting
the sun like a fireplace
cozy and warm
I would slip
and slip
Until I was whole again

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