that tree has no leaves,
they fell in Autumn as they should,
but now life stretches up, making bridges
between dirt and heaven, and the tree
remains remains, a crack in the lens of
the eye, but please don't chop
it down, it ***** at the crud
still and is not done, it is
too cold and hollow to burn,
the flame would be quick
and gone,
so leave the
sharp twig
limbs,
to scratch at
the earth
and battle
decay in
vain
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 5:05 PM UTC
that tree has no leaves,
they fell in Autumn as they should,
but now life stretches up, making bridges
between dirt and heaven, and the tree
remains remains, a crack in the lens of
the eye, but please don't chop
it down, it ***** at the crud
still and is not done, it is
too cold and hollow to burn,
the flame would be quick
and gone,
so leave the
sharp twig
limbs,
to scratch at
the earth
and battle
decay in
vain
