Found art
Two plants turned wood
Conjoined, once lived
Entwined, now dead
Cutdown with saw
Of man, then left
Disguarded, done
Picked up by one
Whose eyes saw form
‘Found art’, and kept
Divorced it stands
Machine smoothed wood
A room of books
Words on pulp
‘What is the wood?’
Our want of names
Our eyes all look
Our minds turn out
A story of
Two plants turned wood
February 2013
Toms Creative writing
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