THE TERROR TREE

At this time: a tree
is slowly
growing towards me!

slowly
extending in silence its
threatening numberless limbs

trying to reach me
as it gradually climbs
to... strangle me?

(I am constantly wondering)
wondering whether it might
yet stop, or drop dead--I hope

if I cease feeding it my love (every
morning and evening) while I hop

a step farther from its
growing Fury and Hatred for

quicker feet