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Tree Talks 36 - 40

36.
A tree.
A sun.
Not two.
Not one.

Oops. Not
quite done.

Not none
either.
Nor not not none
neither.


37.
The loving emulation
of the other
is
mutually beneficial.

Hence the names
of the yoga positions.

I’ve made up one,
hope-filled,
memory-filled,
future-filled,
past-filled.
I call it "Tree."
Try it.


38.
Massive wisdom (them).
Trivial wisdom (this).
How do I know?
By them, not this.

Oh my beloved trees,
whom I touch
but dare not name.


39.
The bliss of trees.
It's free for the sharing.

They have been waiting
so long.

Go to them.


40.
Hug
and fuck
a tree.
Hug
and fuck
a tree.

Their love,
like their language
and speaking,
is slow,
verdant,
metempsychotic.

Afterward,
hold hands,
smoke,
whatever.

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