fade to black

into the beleaguered night
wearing gumboots and sweaters

allowing for now only
stillness and nothing but

my starved retinas, I
listen to your breathing

just you and me and our lungs
heaving the weight of air

each inhale a promise
all the way to dawn

and the first birdsong
from inside the virgin

forest, earth music calling
we are connected, we are

then a dry twig snapping
is the fear I’ve been dying for

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