Helicopter Poem by Dylan KD.

Helicopter



Don't rot away,
since I'm insane from blinking
I stumble through trap doors
but my dreams calm me
under trees that I create
from my unbuckled nerves
which connect and multiply
but my oceans are teeming with swords
and its too sharp to swim through
with my electric gestures
unsharpened and unfolded
like wounded wolves.

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