The oxygen of trees give life to my lungs
But also confuse them
Trees can give and take
The strong branches can swing your body around when a rope is tied around your neck
The shade their hundreds of leaves give me dry my sweat after a long bike ride
I wonder how many cigarettes I've ashed on trees, I hope they dont hurt them
I am most grateful you're there instead of ashing if on my neck when I'm feeling down
I am most grateful you're there when I'm tired of hitting flat surfaces with mt fists
I am most grateful you were too high to climb when I wanted to hang myself that sunny morning
I'm grateful you made me smile when I was 6 at my grandmas house in Mexico, the tire they roped to you and pushed me in made me most relaxed
I didn't have much to worry about, but you took away the little of sadness I had
Thanks for listening to me cry when I ran to the park and sat and leaned by you after my dad hit my mom
You've swung so many bodies
For laughter
For a visit to the room of judgement
For accidents
Ode to you
For giving and taking
You've done both for me, I wished you weren't so hard to climb
But thanks to the altitude, I'm here
Breathing to what you give me