Dew’s Dead Tulips
Like covers me with deep brown emeralds
and ties down my leaves
to wait for a new spring
My bright yellow flowers
bruised brown by rain
rot in the rusty ground
Rubber bands anchor my throat
and stifle my doomed soul
to germinate a nice clean dead
for a new spring’s lusty garden
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I love this- please tell me what plant?