There is a nail protruding from this tree;
I'm not sure why, and so it makes me think:
What sort of person goes around to sink
Nails into trees, and leaves them pointedly
Sunk in the bark? What could this person be?
Do they assume we are inclined to wink
At such behavior, fearing it might link
Back to ourselves somehow? Or does he see
That people oft ignore what's out of place?
Or is he simply strange, and so ignores
The common mode, and therefore calmly stores
His nails in trees, just hanging there in space?
I do not know, and yet I would prefer
To not meet someone who would nail a fir.
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