I watch the traffic lights
 consider a walk this way or
 a green man allows me
 to avoid bloodied bone

 my mouth and ears
 thresholds and doors
 full of oaklimbs and leaves

 reborn I stretch down
 to deep dark moist

 I stretch up to cloudlight
 barkskin palmtouched
 I let others breathe
 shelter and endure

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