By Chris Wharton
Date: 22 June 2000
The Trees Here
To bathe in the sun
of one
among
all of the trees here.
Warmth does come
in from
the sun
through all of the trees here.
Caught in the wild
I find
I lie
safely in the clear.
So let them be
for me
I see
none of the trees here.
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