If You Dead Head Me

A periodically paved, peridot, pathway.

Place of no natural interest.

In the months before meteorological summer,

this little used

green space itinerary,

a litany for horticultural purposes.

 

If you dead head me,

recited repetitively,

the likelihood of lasting,

past the fasting

and the abstinence,

to the longest day

doesn’t diminish.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© swissterrace 2020
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