Die how you Want - Jan. 15, 2025

Gary Hunter
Jan 15
1 min read

does a tree remember it’s once

lens-filling grandeur that picture

showing every finger fully spread

blocking out the blue sky

as it looks at its stooped posture

without all the vigorous branches

only the brittle few that remain

like an old man in overworn clothes

thinning hair and posing in

mid-stumble

a twisted sense of humor

keeps him going as he jokes

about one day cutting off the

sap spigot at sunset

and hopes no one

takes him seriously

if he happens to do it

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