
eye my me trees
i don't expect you to understand;
understand—you are not me.
you are not six seven three
one one four fifty,
chipped finger nails and did you see
what i did to that tree?
did you see what i did?
did you?
no, you didn't, and
that's okay.
i write me, not who you see,
or who i want to be,
or my future degree.
education! i practice
self taxidermy;
losing keys;
drinking tea;
personality—
i'm type b, infp, who, me?
see me but don't
see me; have some coffee.
sit down, let's guarantee,
i'll see you if you see trees.
six seven three one one four fifty.
i drive by these numbers
on the way to school, and
understand: it's that easy.