Tree Killers

 

Have you killed a tree today?

I know I have.

Right after breakfast at the café,

put my silver down

picked up a toothpick

stuck it between my teeth,

moseyed out the door

with my fat belly,

waders.

Hell, you gotta keep the shit

off of you some how.

 

first published in Living With a Stranger: self portrait, 1993.

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About johnsmithiiimxiii

John Smith, IIMXIII is the avatar of an award winning poet, artist, etc. who still lives in the Palouse country of the Pacific NW. He has not received much notice with his prose . . . but as his avatar, I hope that he keeps plugging along.

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