Thursday, March 20, 2014

Nature Always Wins

The tree line assaults my eyes,
blocking from view
any color of morning sky
as it awakens slowly to daylight.

They are like a smudge
on a camera lens
I cannot wipe off
and I want to burn them
to the ground.

Never mind the permanent
stain fire would cause.
Never mind the oxygen
my brain would lose
without them there.

I close the blinds
with an eye roll
and a sigh,
knowing when to say when.

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