Hill and Hamster
Howling hamster gives a bereaved tone
Hovering hill sings for him
tale of tall trees being alone,
self-sacrificing desire of breaking broken limit,
led it too high.
"Live life leaving leftovers" said the hill with a sigh
"barren barks, silent solitude,
nude nights and dead days
freezing hot blood in boiling cold climate"
"You haven't seen anything. Don't hurry. oh! my my