Sticks – Talking/Walking #18 (final): being a stick

what
do they know
of
being

they know
nothing

they are
just …

… hardened plant matter
with
funny faces

no need
to be
when you are made
that way

I
am
be-ing
a stick

as though my life
depends on me

b   l  ow   ing
a-
round

at the
touch
of a breeze

you have to
feel it

be
it

I

 

am

 

stick

 

~