you don't even need a jacket

13 April 2006 @ 4:59 pm

there is an intimidating oak next door
with a makeshift tree house
tiny, barely able to fit a small child
it creaks every time the wind blows
and it's the only thing i can hear,
that and the breeze rustling through my window.

i keep picturing the kind of little kid who wanted something so solitary,
more a part of the tree than a piece of a childhood.

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