micropoetry – Hayden Winston

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Give it all the blood, tears, sex you’ve got,

if you truly want it.

In the woods by the river settle,we can settle down

We can build a home, far away from town

some things forged, meant to fade

morning light washes the slate

Breakfast

Writing

You

Untangled from your crimson ties

Underneath a pale pink sky