Doubler

Doubler (11/14)

The branches are shooting in straight lines
In parallels - fathoms - across the smoothing ground
Arms pulling in opposite directions

It's leaves are fingers - grooves on hands
Writing - slipping - from your grip

This tree is needing

But it splits itself - intends to go down both roads
Kick up every piece of dirt in the way
Those branches are leveled and dancing

Praising its roots coming up - dirt rushing down

This tree is one person dividing
Becoming twins - a shadow - that is also the object