Flowers

Nobody asks me anymore –

Have you ever been in love?

They know the answer already.

A bitter, distant stare, a “no”

Spilling out before their tongue

Gets to the letter “e”.

That’s all that can be said

In one breath, not even anymore

Can I give an, “I wish” or a

“Someday” – those days I

Thought, would be now and

Those wishes have grown weary

On bursting stars, and furry

Dandelions and symmetrical

Clock numbers, burning red.

I can’t pretend and say

The future doesn’t look barren

When my garden hasn’t yet

Bloomed and when rain pours

With no pauses I sit watching,

Waiting for the sun to nudge through

And when it does, I can’t help but

Search for a budding seed,

Never knowing that if I looked, I

Could see my own petals growing.