I
Wanted
This to Look
Like a Christmas
Tree But I Am Scared
The Resemblence Will Not
Be Too Apparent Because
After All I Came Up With It
And In the Past I Have Learned That Things
As Well As People Cannot Be Transformed
Into Our Ideals Visions Hopes or Idols
I Beg Your Pardon Tree But You Are Merely Words
Written Upon Paper
That Have Come
To The Root
Of The
Poem.