:Distorted Beauty

"The Twig & The Tree"

The weeping palm slouched in the day

Drooped in the night

And rose ever so slightly in the morning

She would receive just enough water to live

Just enough soil to stay firm

And just enough leaves to shade her

Tourist would walk by her and admire her beauty

That would lift her spirits enough to lift her

But that was until those same people would

Carve in her skin, climb up her spine and cut off her coconuts

And by the end of the day the palm was both naked and shamed

Without anything to cover her

That was until the city received more funding and planted more trees

Next to her a simple tree

Skinny,Twiggy and nothing on it but a couple of leaves

But he had character and was sweet and put her at ease

Years had passed and the palm and tree had become so close,

That they're roots twined together beneath the soil

The palm didn't know when it happened

Over time she guessed

But she was happy for the closeness

She loved the tree and wouldn't protest

More time had passed and the tree was the one being admired

It had grown from the uses of the palm

The tree was not just a tree,

But an oak indeed.

Water from the palm was drained

Sunlight was gone,

All there was left was shade

And breaths were hard to turn on.

She would wave to the tree,

But he pretended he didn't see.

Tried to move her roots

But he wouldn't set her free

With one last scream to his name

"You're killing me,'' she exclaimed!