A Strip of Woods at the Back of the Mind

Glued-on trees alternating with strips of bricks and little pieces of song taped up everywhere as green and pink diamonds in a woods in a box when the room of the mind has an easy chair and 3 large trees. A 3-sided woods with a divan at the back, an argyle of bird song on top of a syncopation of stapled trees, concrete strips and birches tacked up for reflection, digression, analysis if the room in the mind means 3 large people conferring in a box of woods with a love seat out front. Bands of fluorescence and poplar and a tempo of tacked-up trees a needlepoint of bird song, home-sweet-home, where a sapling on an end table is lit stage right beside the wicker chair as well as the leather chair in the boxed woods. A gray-haired woman sits on the floor to read stacks of old journals out of a crate, a flaxen girl in a Scotch-plaid holiday dress who rolls in stage left. Pulses of gold and lamé trees in French and a disco ball in the boxed-in woods, if the many-roomed mind comes with a futon. The off-kilter, out-of-sync, the irregular pace of, the size 3 of, until a (Do Not) diagonal across the mountain range at the back of the mind, sound-split poles, stubs but glued-on, syncopation, many stapled, love lit: one by one, the leaves again taped up.