yellow grass bent over, dead by frost.
spiderwebs stretched across the tops, cottonwoods like pale ghosts along river.
moons up in a pale sky, first stars peeking over the bluffs.
pale grass and a few black pines, muley deer.
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night
dark shadows reach from the old barn, creeps out the spaces between the trees. mist rising, shadows thickening in dark corners.
night comes from all around us
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im sorry i wasnt on here. i took a break sometimes we all have to.
take care of yourself tonight✌🏽
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we were raised to not keep found stuff for the same reason, or to steal direcly from somebody as even a living person can attatch strong energy to objects and places.
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