Phantom pain

Houses that are green are one step ahead

From the ivy that will destroy them some day.

I think that ivy is one of my most favorite things about life.

It destroys what is there, taking its spot,

A phantom pain in its forever-there roots,

Bonding to the concrete,

Tearing it apart.

It's a wonderful thing

That nature takes back what it owns,

Buries us in the ground that we live on

And feasts on our mortal bodies –

And all that is left is not even our own memories.