Tree Life

[Just Write]

i really liked this, at first I was dreading reading it a bit because it was a longer piece but im glad I did. i agree with oats, once it started rolling it could have been longer.

stand outs to me

"Hey there tree," Sam said. The mirrors reflect.
A drawn pocketknife. Hearted initials seared on his flesh.
they loved watching birds fly - he had a peer to connect.
Sam lived a hop South and just a veer to the left.

One night Sam came to him wheezing, his hand carried his chest
followed by a group of twenty-odd various men.
their cone tipped robes exuded some nefarious zen
one of them paused...stepping forward to herald his death


stay up man, looking forward to reading your verse this week
if you get a chance can you peep my piece that got no showed, appreciate it. peace