Blackberries, Barns, and Bones
And maybe we’ll pick
the wild blackberries
that grow on the fence we are not to cross.
But, oh, you are too young and I am
just old enough to venture into the
barns full of skeletons.
And when you are just old enough, too,
I will worry about each creak of your unaware steps
that leave trails in the bone dust.
Featured Image Photo By Andreas Schnabl
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