Eulogy for a Bonsai

I have to come clean as I return to see your ashen corpse and dried leaves My survival became more important than yours but now I feel badly. Humans choose to love their own selves More than anyone they choose to love Don’t believe what they say in their poems I loved you because you would tempt me to hear the silent moment I will never forget your beautiful nebari Funny, I learned that word when I met you I put you under the cruel sun and fed you It worked as long as we were together We were both once green and authentic We come from the same mother I wish she had given you feet and legs Then like me, you might still be alive She put us in a tea cup of naive cruelty Well-meant intentions cannot sustain life. Maybe my departure made you wish to be dead I once wished for that too