VACATION EYES

By vacationeyes

thun castle

climb the impossibly steep steps
through the withering vines
yellowing leaves
past fermenting apples
orphaned figs
bursting tomatoes
the sun is on your back
and the air smells of liquor
you turn
and the town sprawls below
blue fingers from the lake
holding the old city in its grasp
as it has done
as it has done.






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