misshapen garden

sure, it's hard for me

a little sample of halcyon days
that can do no harm
to your memory

or a black sheep
that bleeds
ink

it's too messy

I told you so..
I heard them say
though I walked a step
ahead

square pegs
cylindrical holes
a prettier word
makes it fancy
but it will never make it
fit.

should have been no combination
of flowers and weeds
I hear in a mumble

Thorns look a little strange
growing next to my roses
behind my pride

part
of a grander scheme
but not part of the plan

emotional apartheid
and why do I care?
while I separate what doesn't belong

over this telephone