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It is silent But for the crunching of twigs under feet And the scrape of kicking branches across asphalt And the wind raking through the claws of the trees That dip and dive and swoon Cutting across the sky The ghostly rattle of wood on wood A dog barks Somewhere And a chorus follows it The hands of the wind fly towards us Grabbing at loose hair Strands of sunlight Too-big jackets that flatten against skin Two geese call to each other, Touching down on the lake And the wind pulls at them, too The rattle of metal and the need for power Hums from behind houses And the sky is too blue The sun too bright For there to be such wreckage We shatter the silence with more metal Which whines as it presses against trees Sap and flesh showering from the wound And the crunching and scraping Returns again And as we pull the carnage out of the road Into the woods The whispers of needles against asphalt rise again We return home from our adventure victorious In silence once more so this came out more angsty than I wanted but I might rework it later. so many fallen trees everywhere I mean lordy. also like the generators? they kept going so long we all stopped hearing them even though they’re loud as fuck