Live Free or Die (excerpt)

 

I-110

LA’s buildings and billboards whisper

sweet nothings to the commuter procession

sitting in traffic, but these trees, pushing

deep into woods, write love letters.

 

I-5

The trees say things like, “I’ll forgive you

if you divorce your flashy, plastic whore

of a wife and come back to reality where

the air is clean and love is unconditional.”

 

-Michael Bartelt