Nodes in a tower
Far from the glittering city
Wrapped in a blanket of warm, wood
Cohorts clothed in abundant
pattern, like picnic cloths
a top a toy farmer would wear
Far
far from the earth far
Far from the dirt and mud
Far the sky
The grass and bugs
The flowers far, and berries far, and cows
Far and roads crumbling
'neath the barrel of tires roaring, rumbling
Far the tower, close together
Nodes
clothed in smooth tones, warm
where
A hand lain gently to face the other
where
no face and no hand at all
no face and no hand at all
the other where no face and no
the other where no face and no
no hand and no face at all
no hand and no face at all