Today, I Watered the Plants
My eyes avoid…
Especially that one in the corner- It’s been watching me every time I walk by.
Seeping its way into the corner of my eyes, a lifeless green.
It sits in front of the window, forced to watch drops of water slide down the pane.
I hear it plead.
?
So I fill a cup and Pick withered leaves to prepare for moisten soil.
I generously pour water with a hum, as if I did it every day.
I envision a murderer watering roses on a grave she created.
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