ashrayne (ashrayne) wrote in bardsguild,
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Her eyes are the soul of the forest

The streets that she wanders are breathless and choked
Old smog and dim raindrops ooze down unprevoked
The clatter and clang of the streetcars is soaked
But her eyes are the soul of the forest.

She's wedged in a crowd surging into the train
The muttered locutions are curt and profane
Dark glares of impatience glob up with disdain
But her eyes are the soul of the forest.

The lost lonely hearts of a city gone mad
Are gasping and clutching at junk they once had
She's crisscrossed with venom and envy's a fad
But her eyes are the soul of the forest.

Sometimes just a whisper of fog skims her nose
And the sallow white hue of her cheeks turns to rose
There's light for a second before the shine slows
But her eyes are the soul of the forest.
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