A Vision of a Tree


Roots that punch the sidewalk square

upward, outward, inward

Whisper and hear closely the branches

Flip-flop in the air

As time, the deep rambler is taunting

Teasing with tension to burst in a momentous occasion

The only thing holding you together

the sap

drip drip uber slow

like the honey jar as it tilts sideways

Glass container with your thought prowess

Shatters easily on the tectonic sidewalk plates.