Lichen, keeps you company.
Old man's beard and bones, bleached to sepia.
Lichen, in your finery.
Young mans flag unfurled, all gone across the sea.
Lichen, the colour of memory.
On human stone and rune, carved in misery.
Strike, hammer, chip, scrape,
rune, stone, tree, bone.
credits
from MWSTARD! Cloc,
released January 16, 2017
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