Tiny Fawns

Daily poetry from Brianna Dawn.

unhappy tree ghosts

trees are perhaps
unhappy to have ink
slapping tales of deception
and corruption across
their bodies, covered in lies
but no one really cares
what they would think
they are now nothing more
than tables and chairs and
opened or closed doors

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: cloaked

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