Co-Owner of Trees

I wrote down some ideas I made some records I sold some records I got money I spent the money to buy some land I own land I feel funny Ownership rears its head again in the weirdest ways I trudge along the property line I hide from neighbors when they go by I speak a spell against their private property signs in our woods, I ask aloud "what's mine?" I burn this pile of branches, clearing forest fire fuel I give it back in rising smoke to the unowned sky Nothing's mine I draw a line a wind blows and says "nice try" I'm a passing through indebted fool borrowing air and firewood Dreaming of co-ownership of everything beneath the trees that I share with the infinite