Napowrimo 4/9/26: smilax for the camera

Today's Napowrimo Prompt asks us to write from the perspective of a plant or animal. I chose the Greenbrier Vine/Smilax.

I've never met a tree or fence or intrepid home owner
foolish enough to try and stop my ascent
from earth to sky.
dug in, wrapped up.
Made myself at home.

I ripped the entire hand off of an amateur
landscaper. Recent home owner, the hubris
of doing what their partner wanted. Clean up
the plants. They, errant fool, loping around and lopping
my appendages off. Appendage, grow a knife, set the
knife to thy own whetstone--never cease sharpening.

That landscaper went through three packs of gloves
before my slicing limbs swung true. the grand slam and
they still won't forget. Any of them. The sinew shredded.
The taste of success. The mushroom cloud of obscenity.

Pick up the pieces and know your wound, fool.

The land nods in defeat before my hunger.
Submit. I

Twist and bend.
Coil. Bind.
Snuff out.

The yard becomes a mirror. My own kingdom.
Forever, my image.