Citron et Pamplemousse

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

burnt umber

the juicy sweat of leaves
seeping into the stale
blanketed crusts of dirt
on the floor of the barely shadowed
demonized forest
at the peak of the equinox

is the color of burnt umber.

-Pamplemousse
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