You mistook me

for the village on the mountainside, 

you didn’t realize 

I was the whole damn mountain—

rivers and creeks and patchy trees

snowy peaks

and blankets of green.

You were just a traveler

who left your muddy boots

where you pleased

never caring 

to wipe your feet

and starting fires

for fun in lieu of heat. 

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