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1 min readMar 4, 2017
“Oh, Naked Woods”
Wooded winter path
open and lovely
I can see through your branches-
No heavy green clothes on:
Naked,
Exposed,
Natural.
Wild turkey,
A white bobtail deer
and me;
Crisp air,
The ground crunches,
old leaves and branches-
I sprint over your surface
to the top of a hill
finding more forest
and escaping the game
I’ve been tricked by
in society.
I let it all go,
let
it
all
go,
out here
open and lovely
on a wooded winter path:
Naked
Exposed
Natural-
at last,
I am free.