Kevin Nigel Watson

flattened earth between paint squares
paint squares on bark
paint on bark
bark
the trail litters
yet when
it is abandoned there
never was
a cup
it leaves behind
the trail makes virgin past
the trail makes
styrofoam
a simple declaration
this is not a trail
what is on the ground is
suddenly lifeless
without expiration
not on the ground
in the woods there is no litter
there is no woods
except for the trail