so, how stressed are plants?
stressed through stems and
stamen-somethings I can’t
conceive / pronounce, they’re
all leg, all the time / you try
to stand for that long, you’d
wither and decay, too, you’d
let leaves compost, you’d
give it all up for soil and rot.
quantify-- how much less
stressed is my soil than a
plant, how much less of an
issue are my leaves / the
false fronds of my ankles
twitching and always out
of love with the breeze, you’d
find a way to hate ferns
if I were a lot of flora, you’d
lick black and brackish paint
against my stem / leaf /
flowering parts to choke out
photosynthetic must-haves--
an uneasy death and a very
stressful exercise in decay.
-by Sam Pekarske, from Alms for the Bored
