Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas

Old Folks, Trees

Around the same twisty tree
the walnut, where we grew
playing apart on either side
and I think we always knew
my hands are wrinkled now
like bark on this old timber
knowing the texture of you
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