
why do i feel so
guilty
when I am
guilt-
free?
Lord have mercy,
a silent plea
made upon
the stump
of a forested
tree.
is this
what will be
left to see?
is this
what will
become of
me?
am i this tree?
Lord, have mercy.
POET’S NOTE:
Part of The Rutted Road collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.



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