We Like Trees
We like trees.
Rocks. Crows.
Trees are good.
Shade. Food. Wood.
If they leave,
we'll leave, too.
Snow. How come
some there, none here.
Sun can kill
or be fun.
God can't care
about you, one.
Jacket caught
in thought thicket.
Barberry, rose
thorn in nose.
Elect a nobel laureate
not a noble idiot.
Eat. Eat so much
your bones grow.
Kinnakinnik. Chinquapin.
Almost edible words.
Naked buds, bears,
understory shrubs.
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