i am the witness to its passing, this winter grass.
winter grass, this is your name, my crass gift
to you. you leave when the heat comes.
you are pretty and I am plain
when it rains
you stretch across my garden plain
when it rains
in the garden pots grow prickly cacti
or are they succulents? why are they called this?
they are not succulent
winter grass, this is your name, my crass gift
to you. you leave when the heat comes.
but the cacti stay
they are not succulent
but i lie in their bed anyway
just to spite you, winter grass
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