There's a pine and palm tree top just above a roof mounted air conditioning unit across the street

It's a middle school over there in a neighborhood of cat piss, juniper and oleander

I watch these tree tops move in the wind...oh and the adjacent oak

It speaks to me with arms and mouth within a amber light of green

It says something I cannot understand but it keeps me company anyway

The palm on the other hand tells me everything as the sun goes down

And I sit below an apartment of a young family full of life

All loud and in motion

I miss my own

All alone...