Sweet Revenge
My sumacRescued from a garden
A neighbour would have killed
As a seedling
Now waves its mint feathers
In nonchalance
from the corner
Where nothing ever
Grew
Preparing for its
Autunm show
In crimson glory
Parading as a showgirl
While the neighbour
Watches
Poetry by josephus

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Written on 2013-08-16 at 22:20




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