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arboreal capitulation to the last saw; just lying there, rusting and dull, a senile serial killer. a dirt water droplet circlestalks the sun like a vulture. wild flowers split the concrete like jackhammers and the vines hang low over city streets, while unmaintained botanical gardens shrivel and decay, breeding mushy immensities. bears hibernate in subways and deer flock in herds and oh, the birds.. the birds. spiders hang webs from ancient clock towers while moth returns to chasing moon. dams crumble, the water flows, sea reclaims the shore. but the eldest trees still weep when memory pains, and so surrender to the saw, however harmless out of hand.
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Apr 18, 2010
Apr 18, 2010 at 1:43 PM UTC
arboreal capitulation to the last saw
arboreal capitulation to the last saw; just lying there, rusting and dull, a senile serial killer. a dirt water droplet circlestalks the sun like a vulture. wild flowers split the concrete like jackhammers and the vines hang low over city streets, while unmaintained botanical gardens shrivel and decay, breeding mushy immensities. bears hibernate in subways and deer flock in herds and oh, the birds.. the birds. spiders hang webs from ancient clock towers while moth returns to chasing moon. dams crumble, the water flows, sea reclaims the shore. but the eldest trees still weep when memory pains, and so surrender to the saw, however harmless out of hand.
© Amir 2008
amir
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Apr 18, 2010
Apr 18, 2010 at 1:43 PM UTC
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