Dear...
pepper
Posts: 155
You pick me up
like a buttercup
or daisy
that you pinched from someone elses garden
You scatter my petals
amongst peculiar pavements
with thoughtless finesse
like, you've done this before
You undress my stem
and leave me
dancing, awkwardly
to tuneless whispers
And yet,
beneath the concrete
and shit that you sow...
watch me grow!
like a buttercup
or daisy
that you pinched from someone elses garden
You scatter my petals
amongst peculiar pavements
with thoughtless finesse
like, you've done this before
You undress my stem
and leave me
dancing, awkwardly
to tuneless whispers
And yet,
beneath the concrete
and shit that you sow...
watch me grow!
Pepper- I am faith without religion, without bruised knees and pleas for forgiveness...
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