As You Wish The shadow casts the time against our skin. I grasp the broken lie, dripping with love. We trod along without hope for a new beginning, but even time cannot defeat us. Restoring the generation once crippled by time's disease, the winter tree freezes, but no one can hear it scream. The disgusting ugliness of naked bark tears at our pupils, yet we do not feel the blood stream down our cheeks and into our babbling mouths.
Bushes surround the tree.
They too have been raped. Their yelps and barks of warning do not reach our ears. We will not stop marching forward. The tree reaches for the truth. It tears at skin, cracks the soul, pierces your love, and exposes the lie.