the woods


how come you 
never took me 
to 
the woods
there’s nothing sad about 
fucking 
under 
a tree or
watching 
a campfire go 
to sleep
but one thing is
i won’t ever forgive you 
for leaving me 
in the city
i never saw 
a river
and the spiral 
jetty
i never saw a pink lake
with embers 
or a goddamn snake
and whether or not that’s true
is not my fucking 
problem
i can make a fire
i can drive
i can refrain from injury
i can pack light
and kick the dirt
but fuck it
i won’t ever 
enjoy 
the woods
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