City Limits
Walk in the forest, come back, use one of these prompts: Green / black, the voice of the tree, banksia / bracken / bark, I walked into the forest… Harry and Nicola
Fresh air and gums, green and black Land becomes heart becomes land That’s how it works, I understand
But darling, know If I ever lived here I’m doubtful I’d make it a year
The wind is the thing That would get me I fear
It roars in the night And without you I might Come unhitched Come untethered Come unmoored
In the morning I’d be no more Just a stained coffee cup and an open door
I know my limits They’re the same as the city’s It’s not the buildings or the roads But the people in it
The people The people The people are home
But out here living on my own? One heart is only so tough And sometimes one heart is not strong enough