now they axiom
& skedaddle
in their brittle winter debris
bark so dark its noir
& theres something of
the pop-up book about them
their shapes - almost absences
cut out from the fence & shed & air
quietly mad & still & muted
renfermé arbre
like painted by a french engineer
with a gall bladder for an eye
their shapes - almost absences
cut out from the fence & shed & air
quietly mad & still & muted
renfermé arbre
like painted by a french engineer
with a gall bladder for an eye
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