yesterday I wanted flowers

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yesterday i wanted flowers

(such a small, insignificant thing)

 

weeks ago I’d have quickly ran the 

water at the kitchen sink 

 

forgotten to trim the stems 

 

crowded too many into the glass vase

 

poured in the drops of vodka that

promise to keep them fresh

 

placed them off center on the kitchen table

and went about my day.

 

but now 

 

now I’d document the hue of every petal.

 

I want tulips – 

 

sky-burnt orange 

(I’ve forgotten what it’s like to wake with the sun)

 

the hastiness of red

(we haven’t ran far enough for our cheeks to turn)

 

the authenticity of purples, blues, pinks – 

 

I’d lay their sweet heads 

on the countertop

 

carefully trim their green feet 

 

reach for the second vase 

(distance is key now)

 

carefully position each one

(watch their delicate necks)

 

and then I’d watch them bloom.

 

I’d catch each one as it

stretched out it’s bright arms

and dropped each precious petal

 

because time

is the smallest, 

insignificant of things.

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