So many thoughts erupt.

So many thoughts erupt
full bloom crooked and corrupt
the tree screams to rid itself of wicked deeds
each one re-seeds
as the sun settles behind it’s protective shield
radiating its heat upon the tree branches peeled
the sun narrates
no resolve as the tree grows irate
feeling used and upcycled
dwelling within their predators arrival.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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