wood ears

another language
I’ve lost

say morel

and they all hide
say the old times

the chainsawed end of a hemlock

on the plush roof of the earth. After a while, it opens one by one its mush rooms.

enjoy a second obsolescence as typewriter keys.

was full of places to climb and sit.

sawed-off end of a log
now riddled
with openings

even with these special seats squirrels still make a mess

gnats follow the branching cracks in its skin

This was taken in late December, after the first snowpack melted off, whence the slightly crushed appearance.