May 07, 2016

Tits

There are Tits on my nut sack

and the Liquidamber Styraciflua hardwood cutting
is now a tree. Two wood-pigeons live in it year after year...

Can they tell a foreign field from an Ice Cold Beer?

I've been put straight so many times. Conceit is now a plague.
Some other address might work: Natural History, tree-veined gold...

The ability to ignore everything about another - person, argument
feelings, questions and just take a position of pre-eminence?

That wasn't a question - you fool.

Cut from a standard and planted as part of a small corner of social housing,
It has achieved more in it's short life already than it's parents.

That is why I now have Tits. They have been slowly growing for years.
Now they are here, I will teach them to speak.




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