Trees
Friends:
trees are something else
Yesterday
driving past the park
I saw a band
of big naked oaks
walking in a ring
around the pavillion
waving all their arms
Scientists:
Please don't tell me
what trees are
you're too goddam silly
Lumberjacks:
Please don't fall on me
like a ton of dead logs
if I say trees are not wood
Friends,
Dear Ones:
Driving past those trees
is dangerous--
they jump
all over you
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