The dreams we never had is what we will become
4/26/2022, Con/Jur/d
All the dead trees we pass
grin like we do, exposing
bones
Entire
ecosystems thrive
lush cities of flora
fauna and fungi
Able to reboot
whole worlds
with the right
womb, wind
whistles
through
leafless
teeth
Much Love y’all,
Con/Jur/d,4/26/2002
Most Excellent!