Cracked

down the road
       past the slips 
       and fallen power lines 
a massive macrocarpa pine tree
 90 feet of sprawling bristly dark green 
    all wild spiky branches and cones
       squat and ugly rough barked trunk 
150 years old 

cracked completely in half 
   suspended 
and hanging arched over the road 

a shocking reminder of the last three days of cyclone Gabrielle 
torrential rain and screaming wind 
relentless noise and fear 

shuddering, I think ...should I drive under it? 
it's the only road out
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