Vineyard, Doubled by Luke Dylan Ramsey – Day Three

The Grapes Grow Restless

uncut, chained no longer

searching out a greenish sun

dying: not us

eventually back together with the golems

golems now just on security calls

listen to us, we glisten

there exists no drought here

everything much too green

grass obscuring our elliptical grasp

we are hidden from master, he never leaves

the house we feel growing downwards

we might be the end of everything at all

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