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struck by lightning,
I can not stand to outface you
lifting up branches,
deepening roots in soil
and me, a filthy earth's mushroom,
to suck the rotten from the yellow leaves,
to decompose dead members
of lush memories.
I yearn to be a bird
chirping up in your branches,
enjoying your rustling in the wind,
although I will be it never.
Maybe you still need me
to fertilize you and feed you.
Truffles and chanterelles around
will nourish you.
Truffles and chanterelles around
will nourish you.
I belong to the family of Amanitas
being fully aware
of the hallucinations and damages, I can cause.
Let me be wilted, let me be self-absorbed.
Otherwise, I cannot
uproot you from my inner self.
As long as my soul lives, you're mirroring it.
being fully aware
of the hallucinations and damages, I can cause.
Let me be wilted, let me be self-absorbed.
Otherwise, I cannot
uproot you from my inner self.
As long as my soul lives, you're mirroring it.
