Geranium Beast,

May 27, 2010 § 2 Comments

biggest I ever saw, forever brawling with

and tangled all through a haggard cypress,

 

wasn’t camouflaged, but more like

accidentally blended, with its scent.

 

It reared up on a thousand nobby legs,

spitting sticky, pink,

half-wilted

petals that went with me when I went,

 

though it was years before I realized its intent.

 

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