See mirkwood on pavement
The lifeblood spills
You remember your greedy eyes
Your body of heaven, better than he
Safe in the car of steel
Rushing by the fallen tree
The juice of natural birth
The bitter sin and sympathy
Tasting bark on black cement
The roots are off the side
We are killers of nature's game, we say
As nature lies in the mud
It clings to you, you stubborn seed
You gnarled branch
You feed
And the phone call you receive is far more important
Than the eulogy of leaf and stump
The song you need is dead, of course
A speech from a robot's love
Life is but only selfless me
I am beyond the forsaken tree
Look, there it is, behind my face
It snaps like a twig
You see

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	honestgamer - April 23, 2006 (10:08 AM) Nice!
	Genj - April 23, 2006 (03:41 PM) That went right over my head.