On the day of april 15th
An hour after sunrise
A giant tree, the one in the front yard
Starting whispering stories
About a collapse
About splitting in half
No one could hear
But it so happened
I was sleeping
under a lazy sun snooping through window slits
But I heard no tree
I don’t remember dreaming trees
Only the simple tone
of my friend
telling me to go
To go in her car
To drive away
“its ok”
Next to the lot
Where the car was parked
A branch the size of a tree
Hollow and buzzing
Lay on asphalt
Looking innocent, out of context
My three roommates
Questioning me
“where did you go?”
“who said you could take my car?”
I don’t know, I don’t know
The branch teases me
Nonchalantly mixing with gravity
But the branch lay next to the car’s former spot
And not directly
Where the car would be
Teasing me
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