acorn

she wrapped i love yous
around my throat
and i sat festooned
with this prettiest noose
smiling as she tied the end
to an acorn she carefully
tended in the nutrient
rich heartsoil of many
sundered loves in the
graveyard fitfully sitting
behind my crystal cage
ribbed for her displeasure
knowing one day i would
swing amid the cherry
blossoms and wildflowers

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