Tuesday Poem

Tuesday Poem

The grass is getting cut,
razed back,
and invading my lunchtime
with the energy
of a munching HummmRAAARhumm.

The room is in shadow.
On the windowsill my
pot plants struggle
to defeat gravity
and yellow lilies wilt.

Outside, the grass
grows shorter.

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