Poetry · Writing

poison ivy

stay; stay and grab a hammer

it’ll call for long nights but we have

a foundation with strong roots

i can see:

a garden in the back

an office for you

a type writer by the window;

you said you hate the ivy look

but it fits our older soul

and will grow older

if you choose to stay

 

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