you are the tree -
the tree I have seen
and imagined
like a duerer painting -
as I pass to and fro
from school
to home -
and into town
you are the beacon
of something
in me
so detailed
and abstract -
you are the tree
and you should disappoint -
for now
I come
by accident -
but you do not -
you prove
isolation
is far from alone -
being oneself
is not arrogance
The Blue Book
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