im a mystic tree
im covered in fog
my arms are many
and they are crossing
eachother.
and my fingers are crossing
eachother
and my feet go on for miles.
but all you can see is my
trunk
which is my stomach.
and the birds fly
all around me
and so do other animals
i have many holes in me
i only speak
when the wind whips all through
my fingers and arms
and forces me to whisper
upset whines
and mean secrets

just like a tall old tree
in a magic forest
i have a big hole in me
and an owl lives in it

like a tree in the winter
the balls hang off of me
in all different colors
like a christmas tree
im covered in a bunch
of shit
and im lit
like every night

three and a half
billion
sluts
in this world

i have a few torn dresses
hanging or in drawers
they lie and hang there
like little sluts

one man's shit
is a mushroom's
feast
at a masquerade
ball

naked ladies in the internet
naked ladies in the papers

naked little ladies in tattoos
naked little sluts everywhere
all over the entire world

we have gotten so much mail!
we are so attended to!
the maidens chime
they sing it to eachother.

the maidens all wear dark
and love films.

i love the maidens.

they talk to eachother
and agree.

they are so nice the maidens

they like food and to eat it
and to also cook it.
they like to be good women
and to also wear clothing
and make drawings that are
charming and nice
and to find nice things

the maidens do the best they can
they try to look pretty

they have men they treat well

they even know words to songs
and sing them!!

they dance nicely
and smile nicely

they are dark the maidens
in color.
they are friendly
i love the maidens i do

when she walked through the
snow that day
she had to keep her legs too far
apart
because of some things

then she got to a log
and tried to eat cheese
but the chunk
fell down in the ice

they were on top of the rock for a snack
and the rock was warm
on their legs
and also the food barely tasted
because of how nature was so active

the two of them were
definitely there
over a rock
for a snack

the rock was filled with
mica

one of those days
where one teaches
naturally
where one is a
natural teacher


no one had to ask
if the other felt
the water cold

it was so obvious
which way

also when walking that day
it was so sweet in the mouth
to take the big heads of the
grasses in it


very nice to find secrets in
the fields of grasses

very nice to see flowers bloom
very easy for them to bloom

he charmed her with a sparkling rock
and a sparkling glass of water
he gave her from a spring

she sat down on a rock
and could feel her stomach
strongly

she sat on a rock and could feel

they were on a hike
and there was grass
and grasshoppers
and siblings everywhere

very long ago

it was like
he said he liked me
or i heard it
it was so much like
a ring around the rosie
it was so much like a pink rosie

liberty bell

i'll grow up to be like
a big bell
that you cant even ring anymore

i'll grow up just like a raw

i lay here
like paint in an open bucket
drying sloowly
but still underneath wet
with a big comforter blanket

lots of this stuff
all over even now
all over me
banana skin on me
all over me to the top
which is long and hard and brown
and it is wharm in here where i
cant havve breithed

goinng to the middle of winter
like a little rabbit hops
to the thicket

now we are
even in the heat