#Poem raw diary

raw diary

There is a tree
in front of me
on the lake edge
a twisted
weeping willow

When I’m dead
I’d like to be slotted
upright
within its hollowed-out trunk

Maggots and bugs
could eat me
deposit their frass
feed the tree
Pretty neat

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