trim your hedges?
hell, yes, I will level them,
and all your hostas,
hydrangeas, and hollies;
I will uproot all your mint,
and lemon balm and
woodruff;
dig up your chives,
and grind up your sage,
and not one Douglas fir
will survive;
I will come for your lilacs too:
and chop them up small
for kindling;
and your mountain laurel
will be history, as will
your emerald arborvitae,
and your precious Kousa dogwood
will become a fine
walking stick;
your azaleas will make a
fine start to the bonfire of all
bonfires, on which
to roast you slowly,
very, very slowly.
June 29, 2010. From the forthcoming collection, Spoken Rage 2.
Copyright © 2010, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.
7/16/10
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