Undergrowth
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Loss of light and direction.
From gnarled roots and creeping vines.
Underneath a blanket night.
Series of turns and winding tunnels.
Stretch out in all directions.
Canopies and shelter castaway.
Dense earth underfoot.
A weary place far from home.
Cloud and fog boil the lung.
With nothing to do and nothing done.
@article{forrest2026undergrowth,
author = {Angus Forrest},
title = {Undergrowth},
journal = {angusforrest.com},
year = {2026},
month = {Oct},
url = {https://angusforrest.com/posts/undergrowth},
}