rain splatters the trees
out my window coming
in small crescendos the
hissing rising and falling
against the leaves
i want the
green glistening forever
in here the lights and
speakers hum but i am
detached squeezing
the life out of this through
filters and sieves
i am not
losing myself fast enough
there is a tree resembling
each one of us hidden
in a forest somewhere
we seek it stumble upon
it or hide from it
if we find it
we know how we die
bhagiti 8.25.07 perrysburg, oh
