When I found a tree.
I peeled back the bark
And found hot blood.
The tree was wet and
Stank.
When I saw that
the tree was dead;
I returned to my
frenzy.
This post is in honor ofA Spontaneous Day of Peace, August 15th.
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(c) Rob Goldstein 2015