The Trophy Tree

The Trophy Tree Pinnacle of the pristine forest Toxic from its blood-stained soil The trophy tree sits Barren of foliage Dark decrepit limbs easily broken by subtle breezes Amidst wisps of gray fog The trophy tree waits Surrounded by a dark ominous wind Its veins filled with crimson sap from its suffering sorrowful souls Engorged and contorted with anguish Unapproachable The trophy tree breathes Constantly feasting –one victim at a time Draining energies from Sleepy Hollow’s forest Starving to fill its empty bowels The trophy tree consumes Silent screams echoing within its lair Innocent peasants' heads stored as trophies Roots reaching towards hell-- Trophy Case of the Headless Horseman Collaborated with Gwendolen Rix, and Rachel Bernotaitis