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The city sees deciduous trees Sparsely populating Their concrete streets Barely brown remnants Of formally great forests That branched out beyond Our small minded conception Bisected by buzzing powerlines Spindly fingers clench tightly to Old empty robin’s nests Until frost and rain Dismantle those ghost homes Once vibrant basking in The sun’s brilliance Now anorexic Throwing up multi colored leaves Bulimically Before winter’s burn
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 10:50 AM UTC
The City's Trees
The city sees deciduous trees Sparsely populating Their concrete streets Barely brown remnants Of formally great forests That branched out beyond Our small minded conception Bisected by buzzing powerlines Spindly fingers clench tightly to Old empty robin’s nests Until frost and rain Dismantle those ghost homes Once vibrant basking in The sun’s brilliance Now anorexic Throwing up multi colored leaves Bulimically Before winter’s burn
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 10:50 AM UTC
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