I lived with a tiger in a tree,

And I could tell 

By the way it looked at me sometimes,

It was going to eat me someday.

And I didn't know

Which of my behaviors

Engaged it so,

And which ones made it want to chase me.

Finally the notion dawned on me

That I could live in another tree

And think of all the other things

That I don't know about tigers.

But I could live,

And think,

And not know

A little bit longer,

Maybe.

-jenn