“To the Pedals”Your blossoms that only yesterday
dazzled my eyes,
piqued my nose, and
yielded silk to my touch
today are strewn on the sidewalk, marred and rotting,
and I have no choice but to trample them.
You would have been better off green:
boring green,
smelling nondescript and
feeling smooth and solid,
Enduring through the summer, ever green,
ever green, ever green.
“To the Pedals”Your blossoms that only yesterdaydazzled my eyes,piqued my nose, andyielded silk to my touchtoday are strewn on the sidewalk, marred and rotting, and I have no choice but to trample them.
You would have been better off green:boring green, smelling nondescript and feeling smooth and solid,Enduring through the summer, ever green,ever green, ever green.
