April 10, 2002

  • What could be more natural than climbing a tree?


    Can you remember when?  Have you climbed one lately?


    Yet upon strolling to work today along the downtown avenues, I considered the trees and reckoned that none have been climbed by anyone lately.  I wonder if the trees wonder: *what the fuck?*  *what kind of tree-hell is this that no one stops to climb up even just one of us?*


    But if I would climb, the police would come.  I'd surely be apprehended, not so much because it's a crime, but undoubtedly because they'd think I'm nuts.


    Yet what could be more natural
    In the new wash of Spring
    Than to climb a tree
    And take ease in the breeze
    And imagine new wings
    To just swing and to sing?!

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