Triangular Trees

Not even sure if I'll keep this, just posting it to show off I'm still around...ish. ___________ Triangular Trees In the lands of the red maps Grows a crooked root, a tree With twisted arms in triangles Where the fruits were hanged Until quite ripe for cider press. But we can see it all from only half the view We can break and bond upon semantics. In this tainted land is a tainted house Where the villagers tread leonine upon debris. Only to end if he can make wine from apples.