Facultrees

Facultrees

Strolling lazily, singing an old song
Along a road I’ve travelled long
Top, right, straight down left
Wobbling like a victim of theft

My face taking a gloom
I enter the last room
Bursting out ten seconds later
Eyes roaming, striking the centre

Tall, proud, venom to vultures
Higher than these struggling structures
Soothing brains with gentle breeze
Salt they are, these facultrees
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