Archive for December, 2020

the plants

All day I listen to them sing.

They avoid words like I avoid conflict

Whoever said plants can speak is a liar.

You were alarmed by my love for them

How I refused to move them into the sun, or saturate their soil 

We both know I couldn’t be troubled to move them

I heard you tiptoe towards them last nights

slashing, crying, slashing, crying

when i woke, the oxygen was gone

only me singing to their remains 


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