Hedge of Darkness

That night she dreamt of towering trees,
trained in the shape of giant turtles,
slowly advancing; sinisterly-carved shrubs
of squirrel and shark looming in the gloom
of a forest glade; the sound of the frenzied
clipping of foliage carried on the wind;
the grizzly budding of brooding bushes,
bearing down upon her.

It was a chilling dystopiary nightmare.

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