And then I did some definitions riffing on the terms.
Willow.
Yes, this filter eats light.
Half white leaves bend forward lisp Esperanto's
as the wind ascends.
Call its faltering intrinsic as mine is.
The iteration of its limbs, the thin frame of its body
atrophied along the windward side.
No adipose inside this formal bark.
Instead, it oscillates its bent material net.
Let it thrash and heave, anchored in the mud.
Its green tongues episodic, its nauseous argument.
Climbing in the scaffold, iffy fingers
clamor toward the implausible air.