I Was a Lonely Oak

from Wormwood Soliloquies by Christopher Hantman

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Epidermis of fractured bark;
split and splintered by divergent roots.
I was a lonely oak;
clinging to dying, and brown leaves of you.

You arrive when I have full, verdant branches that are
beautifully adorned. You took your chances, and
you built the tree-house next to the canaries nest;
The chirping songs stopped with the hammers lost rest.
You tied the tourniquet for the tire swing ‘round my limb.
Broke your arm on the fling, and
you blamed him. How many branches have you snapped?
How often do you sit by my base in desolate winters?
You are my moss, growing in the soft underbelly of my
shade.
Peel you off,
and see how that affects me.

Epidermis of fractured bark;
split and splintered by divergent roots.
I am a lonely oak;
shaking free dead memories of you.

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from Wormwood Soliloquies, released September 14, 2013
Recorded by David Scanlon

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about

Christopher Hantman Massachusetts

Poet. Artist.
Writer of words.
Sometimes they are by themself,
or to music. Sometimes spoken, and sometimes sung. Sometimes screamed to the setting sun.