a land of oaks swapped
for a forest of cement and old
frames. cracks in the pavement
bloom green; seeds pushed
deep breathe, push back.
roots wrapped around roots
beneath the surface, wooden
webs trap sidewalks, streets,
peak at the sun, trip shoed
feet. houses outnumber nests.
feet outnumber roots not in length.
what passed now has limits, gates
and playgrounds. each grassy knoll
a plot-- each tree controlled
in a lot.
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