nurture

a friend has asked me once

who do I find beautiful,

so I said, “those that are natural”,

so I thought, “is it because I myself am not?”,

now I know,

my need for trees is bigger than the one for people,

but even flowers copulate,

maybe it is easier when you don’t have a brain to think with.

they say poetry is good only when it speaks the truth,

and on hopeful days I do feel a desire

to have someone welcome me home after work,

who would pity all my eating habits,

and I found out I need trees and a Mother.

in the forest I always feel less alone.