To Assume Nothing, A Break From Reality

Northern pine whispers. Bark shrieks;
Chain-saw that tree, kill her before she kills me.
That noise in the forest, assuming nothing.
Bereaved, huggers of mean,
Bald, doctors with no face
Proscribing;

Drugs that don’t help any more at all;
That don’t solve, my resolve to be free;
Unchained from this tree.
Holding on for dear life,
Don’t cut her;
Cut me
Loose from the Georgia Pacific.

(2007)

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