Sunday, March 18, 2018

when i was a kid i was always up in trees. 
i felt them holding on, holding together, 
earth, holding me, talking to me. 
now when trees 
talk to themselves, i listen, 
now and then, 
then

and now, 
and every time 
i listen, i say. trees 
ain't just talking to themselves. they're talking to me.

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