How do you find me? Can you see my name? rising in the sleeves? can you see the light? today was the day of the squeeling… animal; one on the roof, torments me nightly. I hear the steps, I hear him land, and hes gone, my eyes too slow, he does not step on a twig, or brush against a leaf. Another tied up like another before him, due to some mistake in protocol…animals have it so hard. Another runs out of a wall too quickly, but is too slow to go back in…and all now, decoration.