Neuro Logical
Elegy for Plant - Joseph Darlington
Wilted by window
Your leaves like bound feet,
There’s yellow in your green,
You’re dying.
Was it water or sun?
Drenching or drought?
Which action of mine
Hurt you the most?
Soon your stems will be sticks
Brittle, dry black,
And your foliage fallen
To the once-living soil
And I still won’t know why
This happened.