Without the trees
Where are the songbirds?
There is only the crow
On petroglyph rock
With talons tight to
Ancestral anthems.
The grebes are indifferent,
Their seas are full
Of lullabies.
Even the raptors
Have the hymns
Of the heavens.
The flowers have the
Tone deaf sun.
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