pina was a blue tree higher a giant set of blue trees. pina I have to take you down. what you said in the taxi was I am the back of the taxi, blue, all over you in the front. I made a dance and you were something that came up in my one tree blue over another tree blue, you stretched from some of my roots out to that space by the cliff, you were there fragrant that's all and I danced you. but you weren't the dance. chainsaw. pina cakes ooze. now who you are pina. stacked slices oozing gum. I'm pressed up against the front window and the taxi's full of you, transport, blonde cakes and the sticky sharp stink. don't mind it driver, we're settling something.