I learned to sleep
   with the constant scratching
at my window pane-
   unnerving though, It got.

Tap, tap, tap
   the evergreen raps
its boughs on my glass
    rap sharp

almost breaking it
    I hide beneath my pillow.
I barricade under
    my blanket.

Screaming silent,
    imagining again,
your fingernails
     down  my back.