the No Trespassing sign --
But we're claimed by some flag,
a sports team or crime.
The shrubs are shaved with knives
to pyramids and crystal balls
Like they would prefer it
to some naked state,
As if it helps us live our lives
with others.
The weeds have gone to seed
like a judgment in the back
Of our minds. The world
cannot be genuine,
It must be remade, as we must be,
into a dream.
