Through the Willows

heavy notes of time

get carried away

by the pretentious wind

through the willow trees.

.

what needs to be done,

what wants to be done,

what should be done,

one needs to be left behind.

.

after two are completed

I am a drained glass.

and don’t want to wobble forward

to what is next.

.

everything feels heavy

pressing around me,

I need to be careful

not to get carried away.

.

Through the willows

I bend and sway.

Through the willows

I close my eyes~

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