The Thisle (poem 2026)
Back in '97'... The Thisle grew from the sidewalk, between a brick wall... Like an all seeing alien eye... Purple flower... War of the Worlds... Eye of the spacecraft.... Seeing everything... Drunk on mushrooms, After morning coffee... I saw it standing alone... Thorny stalk.... Glassy green... Everyday it stood... In the Sun, All the way to school... And back again.. Then one day, I noticed something strange... Weed whacked... And it was gone... Forever... But I will always remember... Where it stood... And it's lonely days...