A peaceful morning in petaldrop🌾
Had so much fun building this on stream the other day! Cannot wait to see how this island turns out~
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prairie madness, a flatland, freeland
when it snows it turns vacant
the wind, the buried wheat, the oldland
when it blows it tunnels through the ears
the head, the skull cracked open to a sky
resounding with too many answers to hear
wind, madness, wheat, floodland
and a solitary figure the only tree for miles
singing like ice in a storm. Singing to the beastland
where cloudless air domes down to the hills
tear over these like a wolf or a maenad
or an angel’s feather, fallen from a mesh of six
beast-wings beating out the void-wind
to the tune of the reaper till-
ing to the face of God, too large to be seen
between all that green, yellow, and white
the light, the wind, the rain, the silence, flatland.
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