drip, drip, drip,
the cold bead slides
through the slits of bark.

drip, drip, drip
the leaves bear weight
of a thousand drops.

drip, drip, drip
the crack of the bark
the rip of the leaves
the winds pressure
the roots.
the branches pressure
the tree.

The fruit falls.
The land needs.
The bark snaps.
The tree bleeds.

drip, drip, drip,
the cold bead slides
through the slits of the bark.