The Edge of Elysian

 

 

Medusa lives in these trees

she sings of this breeze

cries with those leaves

 

The branches pick

and they preen

form shells

around soft carcasses

marbled and pristine

 

Crackling vines across

rooted cemeteries

 

She exists between

earth and sky

water and hell

vividly unseen


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