Dec
27
you had invisible innocence
immortality touched you
brushed alongside you
as your ankles kicked dandilions
on the side of the lakes
that snake through the english upper class
the country side retreats for
CEO’s and bankers
all those things I grew up hating
it’s still there
you grew beautifully
blossomed almost
with the air and oxygen
and photosynthesis
touching the tips of your leaves
giving you life
but your flower bed smells of green
money, copper coins
you can’t ignore that
and you can’t ignore me
pointing my finger
I’ll make sure of itÂ
