Trapped within the confines
of my mind. This shadowed,
ever green temple to dark
deities of long ago plays on the
animal that resides within.
It calls me, the acres of
wilderness embracing me as
if it was the source of
my becoming. Dead grows
the life that traverses
through unknowable. Survival.
Test. Reborn. My heart
remembers the cabin, black
as shit. The snow calls me
to lay down and die, just
do the easy thing. Fuck
the voices, the wind.
Bleached white the bones
of innocence, lying amongst
the broken lives of dead
branches. i can never
find my way out.

10/23/2009

Author's Note: Inspired by an Oregon band, Agalloch, specifically the instrumental track Odal. Also inspired by the backwoods of the Oregon forests.

Posted on 10/23/2009
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