poem #52: tree climber
she lives in the trees
she climbs to the top
she loves the trees
she really hates people
she goes up there every day
she looks down from above
she sees all of the problems but avoids them
she is her own problem
she doesn't know
what she would do
she doesn't know
where she would be
she doesn't know
how she would still exist
she needs, really needs
that specific tree
she doesn't like to play games
or waste her time inside
coming home with moss in her hair
every single night
she is a tree girl
yes she is
there is no denying it
that she is unlike others
can't really help it
said the tree girl
they are my life
i can't give them up
i've never gone a day without
watching from up there
gaze down at the earth
and think, think think
(did you notice a pattern in here?)
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