Colorless windows peer out of a house in search of a lust-drawn object such as a hoe, that sits in the garden. The house absorbs its venom and changes directions moaning with the shift in weight to find a more reasonable object, of comfortability. Its eyes (or means of eyes) rest upon a nesting bird in a tree, and take in the old tree itself- torn bark and all. The object is without enough life to support the house and remains a senseless object. And at this, the tree stops (as it does everyday) for its boundaries are limited and all the great green grass that lies in front of it will never be enough to satisfy the hunger DOuble meaning?