Wood
8/29/2022, Juris d. Ahn

Surely, you know you’ve done enough
drugs, when certain movies evoke
a hallucinatory memory, clueless
about plot, content, actors, you say

I was there!

And you mean it when you say
I’ve lived a good life, filled with
adventure, regret, madness
an ordinary life and say

Trees are my bones!

Not metaphorically, literally
it’s not good enough dream branches
are your undercarriage, or to talk to the
maple in your backyard, as another

No the hollow in my phalange is filled

with stardust and sawdust!
And yes that’s the same thing if we
go back, far enough, true enough
deep enough, and you say

Yes, we’re wood and rocks and water!

And know, it’s not up for debate, since
we’ll all agree with you in the end,
when you’re beyond caring
concerned with wind

in your ribs and the color of birds

In my hair!