Old Wood
Wood splinters slowly,
under the weight of nothing
but time
that has eaten away at its body,
its fibres,
its soul.
It barely hopes to return
to the ground.
Art Practice - 2024, 21
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Old Wood
Wood splinters slowly,
under the weight of nothing
but time
that has eaten away at its body,
its fibres,
its soul.
It barely hopes to return
to the ground.
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