Bad Poetry

Fallen trees
turn trunks to roots
and branches to trunks
and when they die
there is more life
in the rot
than in the living tree
and this is bad poetry.

Explaination of Difficulty

Real or Fantasy?
which was left to me

Irony of Modesty

Modesty manicured clean
lies dank in a stupor,
while true life grows weary of wary
and is hidden and super.

The Living World

Why should we poke our heads out?
Why should we cry?

for power and resources
for struggle and survival

Why should contentment laugh silently
at ambition and waste?

each time confined to unconscious reactions
when it matters instinct takes hold

Why should we stumble over judgement?
Why should we follow their lead?

such an infinite place
why stay in culture
when only one life?
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