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The flowers know how bad they've got it

Posted to Poetry




It doesn’t take two eyes,
a brain stem and
smart monkey instincts
to see how light bends
for her.
How it wrestles
for her
attention.

The flowers know they got a raw deal.

Some bloom furiously.
Some arch,
in vain,
towards the sun.
Others droop their
petalled heads
in shame.