Blue

What he said was nothing that he was
blind to the pain of a tree the leaves of which
all dead and felled to the ground
leaving only but
a single naked member.
And twigs.
Then to get ready for bed but it wasn't our fault.
The fault was that we had to
we couldn't not but had to
channel that one other or hurt ourselves.
Always there was room for another so we thought
extending the adventure stories of youth.
Downward driven through the darkness youth.
Up above on the right
we draw our own conclusions.