these trees can swallow you whole
roots grow through bones and eat them
tall mountains of this valley rise higher and higher
leaving you in a deep crater filling with dirt
sky that was once bright blue now a deep dark brown of the earth
honey brown eyes now smooth stones of amber
brain once full of thoughts and dreams now a thick bed of moss
and the roots grow through bones leaving nothing behind
one thing remains
the heart
it joins that of the forest and you beat as one
















