Saw
blade
with
the strength of two electrical mules
kicks
back my piece of wood
like
a hoof in the groin.
First
sound
from
my lips
as
I double over
comes
not from my brain
but
directly from pain
to
the indifferent air:
a
guttural crack
like
the cry
of
a falling tree.
[Revenge of Oak by Joe Cottonwood]