A Tension Among Trees

When we die by fire
We go as a group
No amount of ambergris kool aid
Can slow our decision
To let the dry hillside
Carcass our heady cores

There forest was
They will say
And we the forest
Will be watching
Dissipated first jet stream
Second ash stream
Third growth again

If we see our selves atomical
There is no rending
Only sending our message
Thank you for fish
They breathe what we did
And appreciate water
Better than lawns