Austin Che
3/23/96

		Weed

If he were
a plant
like a weed
he'd not be one

which spreads all around
but a strong one that stays
in one place, like the
watchful hunter that sits
patiently for his
prey to come.
He'd be

not welcome in
the homes of
all plants for none
like to be near him.

Within his dark isolated world, he'd
watch out for those who
would travel his direction
from far away

but when they got too close
they would find
no way to ever leave.