She hung her gown from the pear tree
And watched it swing
Above the daisies ox-eyes
Like the flapping of wings
Through the blue marbled sky
From her chest...
And the trickling of sweat
The midday sun slants down
Around her through the leaves
Like a loosening embrace
The colours fade
And the branches creak
The hanging gown in the pear tree
Flutters its limbs
Turns with her breath to autumns-
Barning sky a-beckoning
With the song of the lark
She could sing
To the summer but it left
The evening sun falls down
Around her through the leaves
Like a loosening embrace
The summer wanes
And the branches creak
The hanging gown in the pear tree
Above her swings
Like earths abandoned angel
Loosely flapping its wings
With the regular rise and fall of her chest
![[Exclu] Zola "2019" #PlanèteRap](https://img.youlistener.com/upl2/public/663/74f/4d5/OntP88cmOLU.jpg)
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