Grow
Part I of 'Cycles'
Sticky icky sappy seeps from the
bark
Come. touch it. take the chance then
from no-where you feel the sharp.
Burrow burrow under under
Chased by eager fingers until finally
Settle settle
Lays until it sets roots
Lays until it turns puce
Lays until the pus ooze.
Digging digging squeezing squeezing
Must remove must remove
Coax it to the sunlight
Yank and tug and pull and fight until
it slips from flesh and left behind.
And all the wrong is turned to right.
