Old Forest Floors

from by Rookie Town

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My words are returning—they were sent away to some distant plane and then uncovered again
If this place is merely scattered in my head then I’ll recall: “Nothing is rising”
I swear to G-d: “Nothing is sinking”
If nothing is rising, I can speak in
echoes aimed firmly at foot but meant for the ground
Yet I just shrug and submit that: “Nothing is rising”
I’ve watched you wilt into countless earthy shades of grey
Washed away in a flood that never cedes to a voice that can’t delineate our divergent geographies
And your words won’t stop sinking
Your roots can’t demand a thing when caught in topsoil’s embrace
And if you find yourself buoyed by the sun’s morning gaze—then I remind you: “Nothing is rising”
Conflicted by breathing—I can only blame me
Conflicted by breathing—maybe one day I can forget the feeling
I can’t forego the feeling you’re adrift with leafy remnants I never could grasp
The feeling remains: nothing is rising, nothing is rising
Savage the trees and see what remains
Flora rejects what your downpour sustains
“Nothing is rising”—a tattered refrain
Nothing is rising, nothing is rising


from Rooted Feral, released August 2, 2014



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Rookie Town Bellingham, Washington

Terrible band in need of old time redemption. Handle with a modicum of care; results will vary. Might want to avoid listening all together. Go for a walk. Did that girl just smile at you? Pursue that. She may be the one. Does she like dogs? Good, good. You're in. Don't screw this up. Recalibrate. Breathe. You can do this. I mean, like, internal breaths. You're breathing out loud in an odd way. ... more

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