I like knees too, some people, yeah

I've never had any feeling
for flowers but
if I couldn't see trees
I don't
know if I could make it

there's something sad, wise,
exhilarating
and unknowable about
them, to my mind anyway

I hope they like me too,
at least a bit

this afternoon there's
a breeze, it
shakes
the leaves,
which is great,
I like that a lot

it's hard, to
be a human, isn't it,
and it
catches up with you,
and then
it catches up
with you a little bit more

making sense
of things is
something I've
always really enjoyed but
I'm finding
it hard
to believe I can
manage that now

green is
my favourite colour

and in this
country we
don't have dollars

trees get cut
down but
they don't run away

it's a lesson for me

but we have to
fight the same battles
every day, don't we

I'm losing them, slowly

sometimes I get
angry at the gods and
it's painful to feel angry,
so I find, and I don't
want that

trees I understand,
most of the time,
I think,
understand them, yeah, yeah,
a bit.