Mr. Tree

By , Riverside, IL
Are you heavy,
Mr. Tree?
Do your branches
droop?

Does the liquid
blue of sky
drag You into
its soup?

Can you breathe there,
Mr. Tree,
surrounded by
its globs?

Or does the
slop-squish
of the clouds
choke out your dark wet sobs?





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