REDWOODS
trees tall, bleak
can't speak
trees strong, bleak
gone numb
can't
can't
can't
philosophies become cold
idealism gone old
can't - can't -
it hurts the pocketbook,
it hurts the mind
no, we can't
we once could but
now we can't
prunes do not mix with
stones
you'll choke, I'll puke
we have chosen
different spoons
the cereal
the cornflakes
have become polluted
oranges moldy
bread stale
we can no longer
- we can't -
rc
11/30/16
trees tall, bleak
can't speak
trees strong, bleak
gone numb
can't
can't
can't
philosophies become cold
idealism gone old
can't - can't -
it hurts the pocketbook,
it hurts the mind
no, we can't
we once could but
now we can't
prunes do not mix with
stones
you'll choke, I'll puke
we have chosen
different spoons
the cereal
the cornflakes
have become polluted
oranges moldy
bread stale
we can no longer
- we can't -
rc
11/30/16
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