A Guide to the Outdoors

Aimee, you found me
 In the woods
 Like you should
 Like you do in all those books you read
 But never learn
 You just dream
 You just dread
 You just drown me out
 With the words and the world
 That swirl in your head
 And my magazines burn
 All the people they turn
 Into monsters
 But just for a second
 And then they're dead and they'll leave the earth
 Like me
 And Aimee,
 You found me
 On the globe and then you acted surprised like you didn't know
 That we crossed lines
 We meet here
 But only one of us would be speaking
 And its not me
 It's not you
 It's these trees above us creaking
 And I am one
 with the roots
 With the air you breathe
 See I asked to be returned
 Like the people on the pages of your magazines
 Like they burn
 You cut me down
 You built a house
 Then you surrounded yourself with my flesh
 Cause I was always at least three steps ahead of you
 With one screw loose
 And it's only used to out live me
 Oh, so here it is.