rankled by these
everyday disappointments.
i take any excuse to let
my opinion flow,
to wither the good flowers
on a verdant vine.
lush vegetation
left to its own fail points
lingering in the phase
before the last limb rots away.
all we have is
this ruined goodness
all we have
are our memories.
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