but I see no flame.

The soil has lost its scent

it’s meant to be watered,

I’ve sent for help but no one has shown up yet.

No one has shown up yet.

Still, no one has shown up yet.

I’ve yet to see

who gets to be,

the one that will come to water me.

No need for keys,

water is free,

I don’t want to be burned

I want to be a tree.