#128 in the forest with no name

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