stumble.

the roads wind
and the trees
are smart.
with a hue
of dexterity
and guile.
follow me,
i don’t stumble
anymore.

conjuring ideals
of planets
and apes,
and solitary trees;
bringing weapons of
hope, but in denial.
follow her,
i don’t stumble
anymore.

where did all
the unicorns
and ferrets go?
a perfect realm
of tranquillity
and murder.
follow me,
i don’t stumble
anymore.

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