chivas regal 12.

Whenever I go south on the 605 from the 105
I see a cluster of treetops that clear the heights
of the interchange. Let it be that nature overcomes man. (I heard on the radio once that if civilization were to collapse, cats (even domesticated ones) wouldn’t have to adapt in order to survive.)
But anyway, I imagine that you and I hop the concrete
and we land in that ever-green place
suspended by tension
protected from the earth
and held hidden from the world.
Don’t you remember when you popped your head out from
Underneath the branch? Wearing your hoodie.
So long ago.