planted a raspberry bush today
with an outlook of a hard life
here in the hellish desert
she will need our version
of assisted living and
special meals lots of
visits plenty of love
I’ll use the stretched shadows
of a fence and some trees
to shield the brutal afternoon rays
prop her up after dust storms
with bamboo canes
to support her bent canes
they’ll be hydration levels to watch
and attention to the sores
she’ll get from the sun
sounds cruel doesn’t it?
to make this poor lady work
in conditions she never expected -
handing out sweet berries with
heat-stroked hands on burned
and desiccated arms
well it’s too late now
she’s been planted
and it probably wouldn’t
be the best time
to ask forgiveness
if my lips are painted red
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