NOT MY TREE
It is NOT my tree, do you hear me?
It cracked under the weight of the snow, then crashed onto my new fence and my car, loudly.
It is YOUR tree. The tree YOU do not trim, water, or care for. It sits in the yard you do not mow, or keep clean, filled with weeds and torn papers, cigarette butts, and sometimes are car or two pulled up to the house on what passes for your lawn.
I piled the broken pieces at the edge of your yard. I have spent enough money putting up a high fence, and hauling out piles of your caca to make my house livable.
YOU clean it up! I am done with it for the day.
May 21, 2022 Spring Storm, Denver, CO