Note on a tree

Welcome stranger,

You’ve stumbled under the space of my tree. Even though it’s in the middle of the city it’s far away from any street light or reason. I’m the lord of this realm so you can say anything you want coz I sure as hell will.

Don’t worry, I’m not vindictive about who enters my space (as long as you don’t pee in it) I won’t let you go so easy though, you need to give me something first. An offended stare maybe? An uneasy feeling in your gut perhaps? Just make sure it’s worth the trouble.

Don’t have anything to trade? That’s fine. Just wander aimlessly in circles. In this land where my cigarette is the only source of light.