Ryan Saunderson: Statement

it fell from the tree

weighed the wind against the breeze

counted itself against nothing else

and ran in pieces with its tail sailed

off into the corner

stored in tupperware, unaware

its freshness caught in a plastic stare

it fell from the tree

and the arrow skewered the head of the observer

bounced off the dam

built its own set of hands

and trapped the steal with a sideways glance

it fell fro the tree

broke its arms against its knees

coloured in its a home

with sentry flavoured loam

and decided not to grow

it fell from the tree

stuck in a web that flowers the tree

issued warnings storming

aped and able to stable fables

and stood knee high above the ground