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this tree
is
derelict
but it
remembers
what it is
it contains
its own
mirror
sssssssSSS
the tree
will be
unitary
it
will be
chasm
the tree
laughs
up its sleeve
it
has
confidence
it
contains
three elements
the 1st side is odd —
one more than
itself ever
the 2nd side is
even — complete
to its self always
the 3rd is
conversion —
pressed to singularities
thus
the tree is
alive
thus it
is
misery
it is bereft
it carries
the burden of the future
the tree feels
the ruin
of the city
but every
hour
it is forgetting
every
hour it
breathes
it's breath
opposes
mine
the tree feels
the cat's
weight
it holds
both predator
and prey
the tree
hears traffic
— sirens
what is
wood
was rock
the tree will
live about
40 years
it finds
the city air
foul
it still lives
turns
to face the sun
it is of
the air
it permeates
Lucy my cat
haunts
it
once
was
rock is iron
once was rock
is green
wood
where
went the
determinant
did gold
ever
blossom
or blossom
to
granite walls
birds
are
returning
tree
is
alchemy
it
is
engine
Lucy
kills
a sparrow
not Lucy
nor
the tree mind
the
first
tips of buds
it bends
under the weight
of its addition
adjunct
to itself it
is articulation
this might be
the start or end
of the world
*
friends,
my baby
is coming