The Capa De Leon...

sticking upon a big tree
you thrive, you have become so huge,
sucking the rottenness
of another existence, until you begin
to wilt, but you have already prepared for
all these,
the spores are ready
all concealed beneath your
cape, and then the winds
take them all

another tree, another fool.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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