Four+skinny+trees

They are my home away from home. They are the only one who understands me. Four skinny trees with tall lanky trunks like mine. One who is strong given to me by my will. our pieces of trash put down by the city. From my house we can't hear them but Mac doesn't appreciate these little things. Their secret is their strength. Their strength lies within no one dares to open it up. Once someone opens this beast up it will shred you to bits. This is how they uphold their strength. Let him forget the reason for being a big fluffy bear. It upholds it's strength. When I am too sad it is always there to comfort me. It helps me like static on the TV. When I cast a line there is not even a single bite. Four pathetic excuses for an electronic device. Four whose only reason to be is at my center.