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Tree Talks 41 - 45

41.
The Great Tree
stands dark and glittering
in the Great Night,
pleased by passers-by
who pause, near vast
roots where it’s always
Christmas morning,
to let the magic photons
from phosphorescent
acorns each containing
more than a handful
of universes just like this
alter their old scarred
retinas forever and a day,
to let the magic pheromones
from fronds parsecs-long
of tree cum and menstrual
aromatics wafting wafting
clear anew and maybe
forever their madeleine-
belittered olfactory ruts.
The Great Night gives birth to
the Great Night
giving birth to unsanctioned us and Chaos,
and stillthe Great Tree stands
before, through, after
the Great Night, even.


42.
My tree, your tree,
our tree whose acorns,
if you will just stop
and look,
litter the shade
where I-you-we walk
our jaguar walk
every one
of our still
storm-wracked days.


43.
Do they hear your lifelong scream?
No.
That from the child’s stubbed toe,
but not that from your broken cheating cock.

Do they hear your tiny ecstasies?
No.
That of the child balanced on the new bike,
but not that from your briefly quivering clit.

Do they weep for you?
No.

Only for the raped Mother
ravaged minutely but repeatedly
and to mounting great effect
by your itsy-bitsy
teentsie-weentsie weenie
dribbles of white poison
spurt spurt spurt.


44.
Patience?
We cut them.
We burn them,
blast their corpses.
We use them for target practice,
carve them, prune them, graft them,
miniaturize and hybridize
them and eat their seed.
And still
they teach
all the time
through time
without time
perfectly.
This is called "tranquillity in disturbance."


45.
Subtlety?
Compared to their teaching,
Magic Johnson’s jumper,
Mozart's requiem,
Lincoln’s politics,
Lao-Tzu’s philosophy,
Joplin’s rhythm,
La Tour d’Argent’s hollandaise,
Turner’s light,
Lexus’ silence,
Nadia’s flip
are so much well-intended
barbarian bombast.
This is called "escape from bondage."

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