THE SPIRIT OF THE TREE

How far

afield?

Are you

nourished?

AS ONCE IT WAS,

IN FRAGMENTS

GLINTING

CROSS-EYED

A DE-TUNED

RADIO

THE PARADIGM

OF LEAVES

A GOOD

TIME

TO

THRIVE

SLOPPILY

WE WEPT

AND

FIDDLED,

WINDSWEPT,

SELECTIVE

A SIP AWAY FROM THE

BEST PART, IMMUNE TO

ADJECTIVES AND VERBS, SUSTAINED

I HAD

SOMETHING

TO DO,

ONCE.

A TOOL

OR A

STREAM

OF MARMELADE

AND NOW?

A RIVET

EMBEDDED

IN LEAD

SITS ON

MY CHEST

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