Spyglass (the trees wear masks)

no talk, they stalk
as whimsy waltzes for
window lit ‘tween
wallflower eyes

only to grow into the glow
with draw of curtains
her fright tugs
tightness so,

no light-

in darkest spark
midst day breaking
night-

from candle drip
to unzip of tree
branch spies
.

image: https://pixabay.com/users/nmagwood-6599853/

image: https://pixabay.com/users/prettysleepy2-2973588/

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