Predator

by Merlynn D. Edelstein

They told us
it was for trees:
a tree each
in our own name!

I imagined
a limber sapling
swaying
under a biblical sun

slowly solidifying
like myself

gaining presence

but all these years
those roots
have been there

to creep
through the soil
and snatch

to inch out
their fibrous
claws

clutch
as they work
their famished way

through ever more country…