douglas firs grey naked from the roots halfway up
first growth second growth old growth cain't sup
gonna be Ashford redux right after St. Helens erupt
gonna keep constructing right up until —we're corrupt
so full of our own pollution we live to destruct
salt cedar invasion like a lavender plague
cheatgrass and starlings reveal us
siberian elms find a good home
by stripping all competition away
a tree of heaven is a demon infernal
its roots undead fingers that infest eternal
Cataclysm ought clean this old slate
I undressed her slowly with my eyes
untangled her deceit and lies
found what truly lurked inside
a cruel thing who's heart had died
Saturday, April 23, 2022
The Tubes
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