i am home

home is the long yellow grass and ivy 

the cracked and broken sidewalks that I tend to trip over

the roadkill on the edge of the street 

and the black cat sitting beneath the juniper bush 

home is the funny smell that comes from the ocean 

the car with a tree growing through it 

the tiny dog behind the fence 

and sparrows that nest in the roof 

I am the black cat with wide yellow eyes 

and I am the tree that grows through the front of the car

I am all of these things  

and when they die, I will do just the same 

for without them, I could not bear to exist