Driving along the inetrstate
where once there grew
green trees
on rolling hills.
Now,
skeletons of malls to be
new homes in their infancy.
Goodbye squirrel
Goodbye red fox
Goodbye deer
Goodbye raccoon
Banished to a life of roadkill and starvation
of trashcan forage and endangered lists
Where once, after a year of exile in treeless Kansas,
I cried upon seeing Oklahoma hills dressed in greenleaves
and now, tears well up again.
Goodbye my trees.
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