Wednesday, April 16

Basil Plant

because am a coward I
(no flicknife or oven opening
wide enough
) vowed to take life
if not mine
then a fragrance about my room
in the timid fingers outstretch-
ed from my basil plant (
just flowering is flowers
white eeeee yes pristine
but a lout to the sun & all I water it)
dragged plastic pot to the bin
where savagely in shoved
a crunching all branches
& dying died for me
fragrantly so( its ignored
ransom) & with it out
the smell
& just
myself stood a trifle bent
over the death of
one thing, not I.

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