summer eve

lately i've been feeling like my home is more in the treetops than the streets
and i've been feeling like truth spills more readily from the mouths of birds than the mouths of men.
lately i've been feeling like no one can be counted on the way a rock can be counted on,
so i brought a rock into my home. i brought four, and stacked them tall, to mark my path
and remind me that i'm on it, that i'm somewhere between beginning and destination.