30 days of poems – 2019 {9}



i bought a tree once

and it’s still
sitting in my garden
in the same black nursery pot
stunted and hungry, yes
but still alive

i’ve lost track
of how many years
it’s been
and yes
i’m embarrassed and
ashamed and

(life gets away from you

but i must admit
i admire
the refusal
to die


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