Thursday, May 15, 2014

Break It To You Gently

Break It To You Gently

The old maple holds its own broken limbs
high above the yard as if to say
I’ve got it I’ve got it

But on the ground, two enormous branches
that had been up there

Maple, you don’t got it
Think of the squirrels you could crush

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