A Guide to the Outdoors

Aimee, you found me

In the woods

Like you should

Like you do in all those books you read

But never learn

You just dream

You just dread

You just drown me out

With the words and the world

That swirl in your head

And my magazines burn

All the people they turn

Into monsters

But just for a second

And then they're dead and they'll leave the earth

Like me

And Aimee,

You found me

On the globe and then you acted surprised like you didn't know

That we crossed lines

We meet here

But only one of us would be speaking

And its not me

It's not you

It's these trees above us creaking

And I am one

With the roots

With the air you breathe

See I asked to be returned

Like the people on the pages of your magazines

Like they burn

You cut me down

You built a house

Then you surrounded yourself with my flesh

Cause I was always at least three steps ahead of you

With one screw loose

And it's only used to out live me

Oh, so here it is.