let remind you I am not tree hugger
I come to bring the peace, not managed or care free
free alone in one domesticated me
I come to bring the turmoil
turmoil that may causes you and I to split
one broken in patches, the other in neutral satisfaction
I bring you me, the bear, the bull, the idiot
I hope you are ready for another evening of fighting
superfluous in act but needed in desire
I come to bring you this paper
carved from trees and surgically uprooted from the soil,
a pencil that I used to write this message
rooted from that same tree
a message so close to the soil it's flowers are dream catches
can you see it?
can you feel it within your hands of judgement
let me remind you not to judge this intangible seed to make up for the paper and pencil
let me remind you I'm not tree hugger
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