by Belinda Pertot

Created on: April 24, 2008

The scream of a bird high above,
A branch creaks, leaves fall, the flutter of feathers
The smell, scent of leaves and moss with trees like a cage around me
Bars together, so close, straight, tall and seamless

Shades of green and brown everywhere
Silence, no birds, something is coming
A twig breaks, its close, or was that me
A bead of sweat falls from my chin

My breath heavy in the thick moist air
My heart beating like a drum
The noise deafening to my ears
What is there amongst this beauty?

I must run, but where does the darkness end
Which way to free myself from nature's prison
I huddle against a tree or is it a bar?
My life encloses around me, the darkness takes me in.

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