Fig Tree

I glanced at the starless sky

while walking one cold night

and thought of you.

I walked in silence till i came across a tree

which was splitting in half.

I thought about us.

i found it curious that someone had tied it together

in an effort to keep the fig tree together.

I thought about the person who did this.

Who did they think they were choosing the fate

of the two sides? What if it didnt want to be one.

I thought about life.

How could someone, an anonymous

person, force that which doesnt want to be brought together?

i took a drag of my cigarette and glanced at the fig tree one last time

before i continued my walk home.

As i approached my house i made a promise to my self.

I would never talk to you again.

The phone rang and I broke the promise i had just made.

I thought about that damn tree.