and all I can think of is sad things about wood
about how from child to adulthood
it's stuck where its put
and stood where it stood
I wonder if wood would avert its eyes if it could
soaking up the blood of Hemingway's brain
and staring into the grieving eyes of bed ridden Twain
unable to scream at the Adam and Eve, twain
as they fruitfully leapt into the mortal plane
does it retain in its rings and grains
(more than brick walls and marble veins)
memories of plague strains and reining Charlemagnes
do they like their scars and bloodied stains
or is this just a little inane/insane
Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 5:44 AM UTC
and all I can think of is sad things about wood
about how from child to adulthood
it's stuck where its put
and stood where it stood
I wonder if wood would avert its eyes if it could
soaking up the blood of Hemingway's brain
and staring into the grieving eyes of bed ridden Twain
unable to scream at the Adam and Eve, twain
as they fruitfully leapt into the mortal plane
does it retain in its rings and grains
(more than brick walls and marble veins)
memories of plague strains and reining Charlemagnes
do they like their scars and bloodied stains
or is this just a little inane/insane