What lives, dies.
Two ends of the same branch.
One is a root. One is a limb.
Beyond living and dying
lies treeless ground.
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TREELESS GROUND
Incendiary divorce
Turns into burn lines.
Where once a forest of pines
Needled the aloe,
Now ashes baste in the heat
As flood plains level the town.
[Disposable Tanka June 27, 2011]
Dr. Mike
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