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i must get this walnut open (2012)
1. I must get this walnut open Brothers must not eat my treasure I must fly to the wire and drop Three times I try At last it cracks The taste is sweet The work is hard The work is sweet The nut is hard 2. You can’t see me. I eat light. You can only see my outline, a jagged mouth swallowing your landscape. I am as glossy smooth as a scar, still imprinted on your skin long after the wound is forgotten. If stars are pinpricks in the black sheet revealing the heavenly light beyond, I am the opposite. You ignore me you prefer robins. Forget morning. It may never come. You despise me you want music and sympathy. I can give you neither. Tell me: What would you say if your only song were a scream? .




This stuff is great, Samara! Cheers to 2012.
I love your poetry style!! ✨✨ It's so unique. ❤️