No Branches, No Trees

Not where you are, I said
Should I tell you how I feel?
No branches and no trees.
Can you find me where I am?
Not where you are, I said
I
am.
I could recall a thousand places,
A thousand fragments of time
For my traumas and scars.
I am the puzzle of them all, but now I see people taking my pieces from me and giving me theirs, as if we were in school, collecting cards.
Because I spoke and someone heard, we are connected somehow. We are together somewhere else.