unresponsive in the garden

I walked in the garden
yeah, that was me
I stepped on a plant
accidentally.

In my defense it was gloomy,  
there was no moon
I would have missed it
if it had been noon

I’m afraid it was fatal
you’re the first with the results
it was limp and unresponsive
and it had no pulse

I decided I’d bury it - it was gone.
I’d do it after jogging, about dawn
I thought it improvident and beyond needs,
it turned out fine - it recovered - it’s a weed..
.
Songs for this:
A Girl In Trouble (Is a Temporary Thing) by Romeo Void
Can't Be Sure by The Sundays

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