Anemone
The wind caterwauls across the lake
Scalloping gray waters
As it streaks toward shore then
Swaying the trees like sea anemones
You think you’re so hard
Barked around a knot wood core
Of muscle and bone
But it’s all an act
Sure, sure that invisible howl
Is the force alone
That bends me toward you
Ignoring the fact
We're mostly water
11/9/22
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