Hollow

A Poem by Jamie Wilkinson

Hollowed stumps rise from dirt

The empty wood-tombs of giants

Blackened bark pieces dangling

Like spongy feeble ornaments

Soggy with grey morning dew

Moss carpets for centipede toes

Burrowed within, larvae kissing

Sloppy leaves strung like mistletoe

With sprinkles of moist earth

Blooming in death of another.

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Added on June 8, 2015
Last Updated on June 8, 2015

23 year old writer/poet from Montreal, Canada. more..

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