A Plants Life

It is a plant’s life. Up in the continuous night, I saw a streak of light a dying comet’s last hurrah. Bedroom in darkness couldn’t sleep too much death for one night. Got up and read a book about plants speaking to each other. Warning, “heavy-footed human coming your way.” “Duck, a lawnmower is going amok.” Amputated roses and tulips chafes in a vase kept alive for a few days, admire the agony of flowers. Carrots scream when pulled up from the soil, good for your health the dietician says. Everything we do hurts someone, especially plants except a few that can poison you. Is my dentist a gardener of my teeth?