the first one fell from a story,
not a branch.
a plot of land hung from its stem,
a deed.
the crunch was not of pulp,
but law,
a line drawn in the loam;
this is mine.
you are fallen.
......
the first one fell from a story,
not a branch.
a plot of land hung from its stem,
a deed.
the crunch was not of pulp,
but law,
a line drawn in the loam;
this is mine.
you are fallen.
......