Friday, September 16, 2016

Colder Nights Valentine

The lantana didn’t make it
In the heavy shade the black-
Flowered vine from Australia
Drowned in too much sun
The palo verde tree in its fifth year
Contracted esophageal cancer
Its leaves looked like dead coughs
The desert rose lectured on and on
About attachment and non-attachment
Using its neon blossoms as examples
I am I’m not I am I’m not
The compost grew fatter and wiser
Promising to start everything over
The way death always does

1 comment:

erin said...

is it mad of me to find this playful

and perfectly achieved in the end?