darkness
the sky gradually lightens
bare twigs
© Rachel Green January 2024
she cuts logs with a chainsaw
while I stack them into a barrow
and haul them to the roadside.
Watching the saw bite into the wood
i am so tempted to press my hand
against the whirring blade.
It's the feeling
that makes me want to jump from tall places
just for the pleasure of the drop
and the feeling I have control
over the ending of existence.
© Rachel Green January 2024
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