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some thoughts on being a tree

i wonder how it feels to be a tree

and have squirrels chasing

through your fingers and arms

and hair

or know that owls are nesting, burrowing

somewhere deep within your rib cage;

ants and insects

performing minute acupuncture

on gnarled skin;

raucous woodpeckers digging to china

through the bone

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