A Story About Trees

I have come to rest in the gaps of your philosophy,
Nesting in cracks. Plugging the holes.
Between your firm beliefs I have found
The one place where you can understand me.
I like it when you think about things.
I wonder if you know how much you need me?
There's a story about Eden which nobody tells.
After Adam and Eve left, the trees grew so heavy
Under the weight of their fruit that they
Bent over, and broke.
There's a story about Eden which nobody tells,
Because they're too busy arguing over
Who was the sinner.
I wonder if you have an answer to that?
We differ there: I like stories, you love a good ending.
I like to tell long jokes, but you always
Jump in with the punchline.