block splitter
this is the block
that i split
black is the mark
where the blade hit
where violence
released beauty
and the grain
whose duty
is to carry
the water
from the bottom
like a porter
to the top
and the leaves
but not now
and it grieves
me a little
that my warm fire
means that this tree
will no longer transpire
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