Just Before the Mint Patch Takes Over
A weed has her hands around the neck of your mint patch.
Your stupid dog fell on his side and nipped at it.
When you are with your tribe,
everything has potential.
You are teenager;
almost blown up pool toy.
You are about to fill your feet.
We say, there are budgets.
There are limits to the length of your skirt.
Absolutely no drugs.
Lives are at stake.
You say, OK
and wear that dress anyway.
Thank God you do not walk around apologizing for yourself.
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When you are with your tribe,
everything has potential.
I needed that. Thank you.
weed around the neck, (oh how true, but I never thought to say it with such authority.
super poem
K. Bruce Florence
“almost blown-up pool toy” I love that line!!