TREE POEM


ha!
you found me,
i who have not exploded
yet
in the quiet of evergreen feel my blade
i am a gnash of the soil
i stuck
am a giant to the shade of my body
touch my unexploded children
haha!
o' darling sun
oh sweet godrain my face is slipping under
every layer i shape
a new meaning of deth by standing still
they say        i am poetry
they ask me
no questions