The puzzle book

If this is Sunday and
I’m awake
is a tree
dying
in the Amazon?
or was she a woman
I used to know
a long time ago.

It’s getting harder to differentiate
between this and my waking state,
they both collide in the kaleidoscope
leaving me little hope to get out
unscathed.

But I shaved off my body hair
to make a clean getaway
is the tree still there?

© 2017, John Smallshaw.