in my tree there is a tree angry just like screaming about growth & everness into a gully or a pursebox lifting fake sockets out of the fake wall just tornadoing into a stitch somewhere flipping the bird or wielding the bird like a mallet into a NASA mirror
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TREE POEM
in my tree
there is a tree
angry just like screaming
about growth & everness
into a gully or a pursebox
lifting fake sockets
out of the fake wall
just tornadoing
into a stitch somewhere
flipping the bird or wielding
the bird like a mallet
into a NASA mirror
Yours is good
i had forgotten about this tree poem i did
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